She finishes work.
Instead of going back to a loving husband (or Ah Beng boyfriend, like her colleagues), she returns to an empty flat, unpaid bills and her growing despair.
(No, wait.
She carries the last one with her everywhere she goes.
Hidden in her purple beaded handbag,
squished into its smallest size possible,
Despair is prevented from growing by stuffing the collected dollar bills from the old men into her bag, and zipping it up quickly.
But it's still there.
)
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1 comment:
I love the description of despair. How it can be minimalized, almost ignored and squished into something not-quite neglected because it's still there. In that purple beaded handbag.
Love the use of the brackets too. Like trapping it in that handbag.
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