gypsy worlds

69

Right foot pinky

From Republic Street, first Faisal

Between Sharif and Saudi Al-Sanadili Streets

Corona time, fireworks and firecrackers

and drugs

Right foot pinky

Amrawi Al-Khan sat at the feet of his lady, Duayana Al-Jabili, the lady of the gypsies of Tal Al-Ramahi, kissing the rich man who touches the very white feet and melting to unite with him when he sticks his cheek to him and passes out. Taking care of him, as his companion is the one who works hard and tired to provide him and them with the livelihood that they reap from working in the service of the constellation of sheikhs who flock to the door of her tent day and night.

Amrawi realized that there was a big difference between the little pinkie of his lady’s right foot and the same similar toe on the foot of his cousin Zaina al-Rakaibi. Urban.

Amrawi Al-Khan tries to get closer and closer to his lady's feet to look closely and carefully to make a comparison that will make it easier for him to replace touching a pinky other than the one in front of him, even if it is the pinky of his cousin's adornment.

Amrawi stared at him while he was sleeping on his stomach, pretending to push away the grains of white sand that the feet of the sheikhs carried from the guests of his lady, Duayana al-Jabili.

The sheikhs continue to walk in regular rows, reaching the white fingers of his Jubaili preacher, and each sheikh of the centenarians kisses them and returns from where he came to occupy his specific place on the rectangular and transverse cushions that accommodate their enlarged seats, and each one of them begins to recall his memories with the beautiful in the old nights when they were young. Strong men walk hundreds of miles on their feet amid the crowds in front of the beautiful tents to reach the ropes of affection with the beautiful and the lady of the gypsies of Tal Al-Ramaihi and the valley of the shepherds in the central desert, Duayana Al-Jubaili.

Amrawi Al-Khan became unable to carry the drinks of the many sheikhs of the valley and serve them to them because of his intense love for the little pinky that was covered in white snow.

Feet weigh heavily on the seat, back, and head of Amrawi Al-Khan, so he does not pay any attention to it, and continues to look at the little finger of his foot, and his hands push away the grains of sand that have lost their color, away from the circle of his beautiful lady sitting.

The heavy feet bleed the back of Amrawi Al-Khan's legs, his seat, his back, his neck, and his head, and he is covered in dark blood.

The blood of love boils in Amrawi's brain, so he does not feel his hands as it clings to the little finger and places it between his jaws to separate it from the foot and swallow it, and the pink blood fills his face.

A short story written by / Mahmoud Hassan Farghaly

Member of the Writers Union

Member of the Syndicate of Film Professions

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