Anna Calvi - "I'll Be Your Man"

May has a single mastectomy. She lies naked on her bed, as she often does, reading the news on her laptop. The single breast hangs casually over the rest of her chest, like a single band, instead of two loose roustabouts. She reads a story about a transgendered beauty queen who was ejected from a pageant, her own country's pageant, for being born a male. And she's beautiful. May lies on her back and fogs the ceiling with her body's breath. We all operate from some kind of deficit. May does not know how to keep loving someone indefinitely, and so she wonders about the day things will vapourize with Edmund. Some people are born with illnesses or financial troubles or born addicted to drugs. We all operate from a deficit of some sort, it's just that some have a bigger deficit than others. May's deficit is so small it looks like an advantage, as she scoops her breast off the rest of her chest, supporting it. She thinks about smoking but says aloud that she will not. [Buy]

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