The Makeover - A Breakup Ritual by Ama Danesi Does my face hiss like a repellent, will another walk away?One fizzled without reason, another from pity or naivetédescribed the shroud, darkness over his loins and my face.Shunted, his quiver melted, the promise puddled.His last embrace, like a scorpion's segmented tail, hurtful. Take me to Asiya,… Continue reading The Makeover – A Breakup Ritual