She stares at him but he’s not quite sure she sees him with those statue-quiet eyes. They’re both tired and the sky is grey. He’s half-expecting a pigeon to land on her. They take a breath but they say nothing. They do not even have enough energy for thoughts.
She had heard of the male gaze but hadn’t experienced it. The man looked her up and down, smiling, before he turned to his friends and pointed at her, laughing. “Look at how ridiculous she looks. She looks like a clown.”
She stares at him but he’s not quite sure she sees him with those statue-quiet eyes. They’re both tired and the sky is grey. He’s half-expecting a pigeon to land on her. They take a breath but they say nothing. They do not even have enough energy for thoughts.
She had heard of the male gaze but hadn’t experienced it. The man looked her up and down, smiling, before he turned to his friends and pointed at her, laughing. “Look at how ridiculous she looks. She looks like a clown.”