Aphrodite's Sparrows
On Lust.
The Two-Headed Man despised Diet Cola, but only by half.
His parents, long dead, stood gaunt in the corner of his Zone 1 London flat.
“Don’t mind them”, the left head said to their guest.
“Why are they so skinny?” She said.
“There’s only so much food.”
She waved at their corner, happy to see a wave back.
”What was it you were struggling with?” The right head asked.
“Aphrodite”
“That’s a broad subject. Could you be more specific? What’s your essay title?”
“How Aphrodite’s sparrows both betray and forgive lust, and how we can learn from that in the modern world.”
His right arm scratched his left chin. “And what is it exactly you’re struggling with?”
“Believing it.”
The heads, together, blushed.
There is something so incredibly moving about how you anchor such bizarre, haunting imagery in that singular moment of shared, human vulnerability ✨
Brilliant 🫶🫶