Samir Ghali (Prepared Angela Kosta)
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Samir Ghali
"THE DOG’S DOCTRINE"
I asked the liquor vendor about their little dog. I had seen some Indian hens roaming where he used to sit—between the fava bean cart and the door to the liquor storeroom.
— We moved him to the farm. He’s safer there. Those Indian hens had grown addicted to him—with their sharp beaks.
— And since when do chickens overpower dogs?!
— He’s a polite dog. Never returns harm. His owners taught him that all creatures are his friends, and that whatever comes from friends must be born of love. That’s why he dances on his hind legs—whether you toss him a boiled fava bean or kick him with your boot. We never imagined those hens, gifted to us late one night, would be so brutal. So, we locked them up with him in the liquor storeroom, just until we found them another place.
The next morning, when we opened the door, we found the dog encircled by claws, drenched in blood so thick it had clotted over him. He looked like a slab of liver with two lifeless eyes.
And yet, he was still trying—still struggling to rise and dance on his hind legs, in gratitude to the beaks that were slaughtering him.
(Translation: Sahar Al-Yaqoob)
Prepared Angela Kosta
