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I’ve tried both /r/ and /wsr/ to no avail, if I’ve made this up I’ll actually write it out but I don’t think I did. My mind isn’t what it once was if it was ever anything to begin with so let’s get on with it.
I’m looking for a story I heard, haunting and funny, poignant but I have forgotten the point so I have only the major plot points to relay to you and it’s not a very long story. Forgive me for my uselessness.
>maybe you’ve come across it too
There’s a woman whom, on a homestead of sorts, kills a bird, I don’t remember the fauna, wrings it’s neck and in its death throes it’s spasm and lurching end reminded her of her grandfather, whom, having become arthritic beyond use, instructed her to relieve him, and the Onanistic spasms of the old man made her reflect on the bird, her life, her legacy.
It was not a long story and not a sexual one. But a mature and thoughtful prose that I wonder wasn’t part of a larger collection of writing I had read, unless I’m going so wrong, it was shared to me personally from someone in a writing group I attended.
I’d love to hear it again as I was younger when I heard it and wondered if these years had added a context or nuance I’d been missing previously. It stayed with me tho and if you came across it I imagine it would stay with you too.
I’ll bump my own shitty thread for now but I’ve exhausted every ai every google or DuckDuckGo possibility,I’ve looked everywhere for this for so long I’m beginning to worry it’s just a repression of some larger thing in my life.
Come hang out in my thread I’ll probably just be dropping authors reading their own works for a while.