Sheikh's Razor

I shaved my pubes with Sheikh Shaheem’s razor. It was electric. I took great care, making sure to leave no strays. I hope it still smelt of my musk when the sheikh held it in his hands; as a reminder of our connection. Of the brown-man-stench that we could never wash away, whether we were holy or profane.

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