Tuesday, 11 January 2011
SHOT NO 51, by Anthony Sides
A dust-skimmed pool and a palm tree, and a camel soiling its back leg. Freezeframed waves of sand washed up at the edges. One red rock with two vultures perched, nudging each other and snickering. The grass is straw and saw-edged. The sky is as pale as old jeans with hot rivets and the sun shouts in your eyes. Nurses sit round a card-table on unfolded chairs drinking tea and smoking and pretending not to notice a buzzing light connected to a button a patient in bed in striped blue-and-white pyjamas is pressing. His bed frame is tubular metal painted white and when he touches it sitting up he pulls his hand away fast.