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Ruby Robinson

We keep the tortoise in the fridge through the winter.

We buy our shopping from the corner shop on the way

home from work, as and when we need it. We dry our

washing on radiators. We pick chillies from the medusa chilli

plant on the kitchen windowsill. We listen to the same CD

over and over for days, weeks at a time. We eat chilli most

nights. We take it in turns to wash up. We talk a fair bit

with the curtains closed. We talk about your ex lovers.

We talk about chelonian hibernation and substrates.

We sometimes talk about sphagnum moss. We check the

tortoise, although we don’t really know what it is we are

checking. You put an extra blanket on our bed. We sleep.


From Matter No 9 (2009)