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Brilliant Disguise: Beyond the Prison Industrial Complex
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Tell me what I see
When I look in your eyes
Is that you, baby
Or just a brilliant disguise…
“It could never happen…it would just never happen…not in reality…not in the real world…not outside of prison.”
Yet, here they were.
Helena’s friends and family had her kicking Dusty to the curb more times than either could count, but it still never happened.
“It’ll never last,” Bette said snidely, right to Dusty’s face.
“You two have nothing in common.” Tina, the original working-class hero, delivering another blow on behalf of the established norm. Since her reconciliation with Bette, she had struggled all over again with the false security that often leads people to ignore their vulnerabilities, and to speak disrespectfully of those who lived in shoes that had once been their own. Tina was happy that Helena was out, but this relationship—with her cell-mate—made little sense.
“would you rather we were twins?” Dusty had replied calmly. She avoided playing their game, and didn’t say a word about the matching suits worn by Tina and Bette, nor their matching haircuts, nor their tightly gripped identity mocha-lattes with extra foam. She was above their judgements, or so she thought.
Long after those confrontations, Dusty recalled those old doubts as she lay with Helena in the dark of their bedroom. Helena ran her fingers over her lover’s shoulders appreciatively, while they stretched out on the bed. Dusty couldn’t stand wondering, and the worry hit her all at once. She leaned back, silent, her palms beneath the back of her head, and avoided Helena’s eyes.
“What’s the matter?” Helena propped her head on one hand, gazing adoringly at the woman whose depths she never tired of discovering and rediscovering.
Dusty thought it over, wondering if she should share her concerns. “It’s been two years…” She murmured.
“Two years.” Helena spoke softly, inviting herself respectfully into Dusty’s space. Her lips brushed a well muscled arm, radiating love, rather than mere lust. “We’ve lasted beyond the moments that would have led to doubt…You didn’t just rescue me…You loved me…”
Dusty shook her head, her eyes suddenly wet and stinging. “Your friends…still…they think I was just your savior…or that I’m still not good enough…”
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Now that should be an INTERESTING trip. Congratulations on the nomination, HB. I’ll certainly agree with you that the prisons in the US are mightily fucked up institutions, unless their purpose is to produce produce monsters more vicious and damaged than they when they enter the system, but I can’t agree they should be entirely abolished. Here’s a little true life story from my days in NYC. I’m walking down a crowded East Village street with a friend who lived in the neighborhood. Suddenly we can see that the man ahead of us has a live rooster peaking out of his backpack. I regard my friend with an amused smile who looks back at me with a worried shake of the head. When we get a bit away from roosterman, my friend explains he’s seen this guy go off in really ugly displays of agression in the neighborhood before. A couple of years later I recognize roosterman’s face from the front page of the newspapers. He’d killed his girlfriend and fed the soup he made from her to the homeless. Socially conscious in a ‘waste not, want not’ kind of way? Anyway, fully human monsters, not zombies, not vampires, do in fact walk the streets and I truly believe prison is a better place for them. Maybe not for their sakes, but for mine and yours.
So they say it wouldn’t last, right? Well love is blind. Some times it’s the simpliest things that we love the most about some one. Great story! I hope you continue. By the way did Candace invited herself? I wonder will they be on the same plane, if it so.
Very interesting chapter. I kind of like Dusty and Helena together. I think it’s pretty hot!! : ) I can’t wait for this trip to South America. This should be fun! Can’t wait for the forwarding chapters to come!!!
It’s a safe bet you’ll do the Dusty/Helena pairing more justice than IC ever will, hb. Congratulations on the much-deserved Planet Terror nomination.
Great story HB. I think this is your best!!. Incredible insight. I’m going to have to read it again. Please bring on Candace. Bette needs to apologize for dissing her the way she did. Congrats on the nomination
You are a trip! What a wild imagination you have. I can’t wait to read followup chapters. Thanks! Lin
Hello hb, that was awesome, sometimes as time passes families splinter and our paths lead us away from each other and that is ok. I love how you turned Helena, hardened her a little, this is the position that her mother wanted her to claim and unfortunately it was going to jail and meeting a lost soul in “Dusty” that would show her, her true value. You have layered this story with so much intellectual detailing that you can read it multiple times and see divergent pathways… you are absolutely brilliant my friend. Sincerely, Justin