The Liberator

Quiet Corner

Caution: Mush Crossing

By Leon Barnard

And sometimes I ask myself, Is this really happening? And I come to the conclusion that it is probably pretending to happen. So I decide to play along. Mush. The only thing I like about the word mush is that it describes itself pretty well. Just mushy. Soap mush is the worst. The little bits of soap that like to cling onto the big new one. Soap is kind of dumb that way. And you rub it on you in a soap-soap kind of way as you usually do. But today is different because you have mush (soap mush) today. It clumps on you. It's the especially worse when you wash your face with mush. And of course you don't mean to. But it happens. Even when you're careful. Bits that aren't really bits or pieces, but I guess mumbles or dripples of former soap that's not sure if it wants to join with the new soap or serve nobly. Gluestick mush on your fingers is almost as bad. But you can wash it off and be rid of it. Mush soap, soap mush stays with you and smells like rotten soap (whatever that is). Unless of course you try to wash off Glue Stick mush with mushy soap. That ruins your whole day.