Russian bride  

“I am artiste,” she says. “I do not do dishes,
or cooking, or cleaning.
I am only for making art
and for fucking you.”

He met her in Prague.
while on vacation
It was like she was there
waiting just for him.

She is from:
a series of disastered men
a small town in Russia
an abused innocence

He is from:
a profound lack of experience with women
a mid-sized city on the Canadian prairies
a willing and open heart

Of course it was good
in the beginning

But after months of him
doing absolutely everything
After he goes to work, pays the bills, cleans,
cooks, irons, does the dishes
every single meal,
he does not feel like
making love and
her mantra of “I make art, and I fuck you.”

is wearing thin.

© 2006 Justine Vigneron