Wild Woman

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Marina Sur Puhlovski. Wild Woman

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Marina Šur Puhlovski

Wild Woman

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Get off of me, I shout, shaking them off my leg, pushing away the hovering dog; what do you want, you stupid thing, I say, showing her my bite-pocked leg, which these guys go for when they’ve got nothing better around to nibble, and I close off the “prohibited zone”, as I’ve called the rooms ever since they started breeding there and the dog and I escaped to the other side, to the dining room with the small kitchen and little maid’s room, the only refuge we’ve got left. For now.

You and I are going to solve this, I tell my canine adviser curled up on the chair, who, hearing my words, raises her head and pricks up her ears, actually the top part of her ears, the bit next to her head, because she’s a cocker spaniel and her ears hang down to her neck so she can’t really prick them up, only to immediately sink back into her chair. Yes we will, I say, though I don’t know how because to know how you have to know what’s happening to you in the first place. And I don’t, life has caught me off-guard, it’s as if I was possessed by demons the moment he walked out of the flat, slamming the door behind him, when I thought I was so strong, when I did a victory dance around the space still uncontaminated by insects.

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