Kiss my Ass Sofia: re-posted as a poem
By Ed Crane
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Waasland rest-stop: 2300
full of trucks roosting
in neat diagonal formations.
Quiet as a dormitory; darkness
only broken by passing cars
and Gaz-lit windows
of night-snacking drivers.
It is love time.
Ragged BMWs pause on the exit strip
just enough seconds
to disgorge their ‘cargo.’
And from woodlands framing
snuggling trucks, dark figures emerge.
All hoping for a night of profit.
One trekked across the soggy fields,
her first night back after a layoff to heal.
Nobody wants to fuck a broken face –
those Romanian cunts are so competitive.
She likes the Dutch drivers, they joke
and make her laugh.
Germans are OK, but a little weird.
She does it for them because
they don’t hurt her.
The English are shy, but when
they warm up they’re hot
like their crossed buns.
Romanians are brutal, like
her fellow Bulgarians.
But at least she gets to speak
her own language.
Czech and Poles won’t touch
inferior Bulgarian flesh,
their taste is Congo chocolate.
This night, in the cold dripping damp
she gets no takers. Not for the first time
she reminds herself her brother
told her, “Sofia has more to offer
than Brussels.” And she kicked him
in his balls – but he was right.
By the edge of the park,
a matt-black ten-tonner with
plates she doesn’t recognise:
separated from the others.
She weighs her chances and taps
on the windscreen knowing this night
like every other, could be the one . . .
and nobody will ever see her again.
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I think the abrupt ending
I think the abrupt ending works perfectly - some beautiful description in this too. well done!
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This seems virtually the same
This seems virtually the same as the story form which I was able to read by going through the comments button. The ending is sharp - made me feel as sad as the fact that she had to know so much about the tastes of her regular users. I really felt the danger and necessity. It's a story - poem that plays on my mind - written without judgement - for her.
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Powerful piece, Ed. Living in
Powerful piece, Ed. Living in her shoes. I wasn't aware of the scene, which I assume really exists. Universal and barely changed down the centuries. Brilliantly depicted. Really strong writing.
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8-)
Sorry Ed, I'm just going to say 'very good' and leave it at that this time. Some great and very well deserved comments in this thread. Makes my 'very good' look thin and dispirited but hey...
Very good.
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sofia has more to offer than
sofia has more to offer than brussels. What a great line. Brilliant.
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LOL Ed
I just changed to an imac and the shift in user experience is beyond description. It's like comparing a stone age axe with the large hadron collider.
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