It’s a desert.
I want these hills removed.
I want my front to look like sand dunes.
They said they’ll make nice scars below where my breasts are, after they remove them.
I requested those scars be tattooed; with dark brown. Also create similar scars above and below; longer scars that run gently downwards, in different hues of brown.
I want to look like Mauritania.
I want to look how I feel, want to express my in.
I feel belonging to this empty surgery corridor,
It is even painted brown.
end of chapter I