Femininity and abortion in the modern world...
In a coffee shop just now, at a table of three women and one man, there's a LOUD conversation going on between the women. I've noticed the volume but not the words, until just now...
One of the women just said:
"This summer I thought I was pregnant. I wasn't taking my birth control pills on schedule. So like, that night I was punching my stomach saying,
"Die, baby, DIE!"
Raucous laughter and they were off on another subject.
I look over at the man. About twenty, he sits at the table, on the sidelines, with hunched shoulders and a timid air. Not a word from him. Ever.
He just waits, silently. For what?