I Wonder What Happened To That Woman And Her Penis Coat

On the bus, a woman sat in front of me and reclined her seat but it was broken and went all the way back into my lap but she didn’t care and she just lay there. She was ugly, when someone is ugly and ignorant I hate them. 

She took her coat and put it under her head as a pillow, but the sleeves draped over the sides of the headrest into my lap and onto my legs. I couldn’t say anything, but I took out my green marker and found the collar of her coat and drew a small green penis on the right side of her collar, in a place she probably wouldn’t see but everyone else would. She got off the bus before us, put on her coat, left.

I often wonder if the penis is still there, just under her chin. I wonder if people stare at her and I wonder if she notices. I wonder if she has discovered the penis, if she contemplates its origin. Maybe she never noticed, maybe the penis washed off in the rain. Don’t really feel guilty, though. It was a pretty good penis drawing.