The Disillusioning Gaze

    After making it to the bathroom, I walked into the stall that she was in. I closed the stall door behind me at that moment. I finally got the chance to hold her in my hands. She was surprised to see me. And she tried to yell, “Get help,” but I simply silenced her. She kept squirming but I held her and gently stroked her hair. Her eyes and mine locked into one another for quite some time, and I wanted to savor this moment forever. She was mine and wasn’t going anywhere. Putting the bead into that container was perhaps the most exhilarating thing that I’d done. As she closed her eyes, I said, “I’ll always keep a piece of you.” She seemed unsettled but I didn’t mind. I reached into my other tuxedo pocket to pull out the knife. I cut out her eyes and placed them into my pocket. Those green eyes, I finally possessed them.

By: Nyan Min