The Love of Strangers again

Some short films in my head.

On a trip a few years back, I met a man who said a cow had fallen on him. Actually, it was half a cow. The man’s hair was white and his face was pink. I said, “The top half or the bottom half?” I imagined the top half would be worse because of the head. You would be face to face with the door you were at some time going through. The man said the cow was…