my durian, part 2
January 18, 2007
For days now, it has sat patiently on the dining table, odorless, but compelling. I took photos in its mesh wrap. Actually, I’ve been kind of afraid of it, unable to pick it up except by its mesh top due to all the spikes.
But this afternoon, I took a knife to it. Mostly because a member of the household noticed that it was beginning to split on its own. How can I describe this. As you can see, there’s an element of alien autopsy to it.
Perhaps later this evening, some will be eaten. It is still a heavy presence over there, now wafting a slight, very earthy smell.
I think it’s still alive.
