Years ago, right after college, I had an affair with someone I worked with. I had been completely obsessed with her and with her partner for over a year, and it was a fantastically odd thing that I was actually getting to have an affair with this person. I didn’t think it would ever happen. But it did.
At some point during our affair, she found this clown head at the bottom of a local pond that was drained of water so it could be dredged. She put it on her partner’s pillow as a joke, and her partner kept throwing it in the trash, and my lover would pull it out of the trash and put it back on her pillow. Then she decided that her partner would never really understand how cool and strange and scary it was, so she gave it to me.
I have loved it ever since.
Our affair ended, and their partnership ended, and as far as I know we are all still alone. Somehow this clown head is emblematic of something—if nothing else, it’s kind of pathetic that I love it so much even though I know it was a gift for someone else before it was a gift for me.
Tags: affair, clown, lesbians, love, pond, toy
Other People's Thoughts
that is so wierd. clowns are scary on their own, but a clown head covered in algae is terrifying. if someone put that on my pillow, it would be the last thing they ever did. funny story though.
— Anonymous Sunday May 14, 2006 #
— grandpa Sunday May 14, 2006 #
That thing truly is scary… my stomach did a little lurch when I clicked to this page… and that’s partly why I’m still cracking up from all of Anonymous’ comments…
— Rémi Tuesday May 16, 2006 #
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