““I do this thing where I say I love you, but it’s more like a latch, a finger movement, something I’ve tricked into happening. Or a hotel pool I’ve been crashing for years. I slather myself in lotion watch a movie where a woman with tiny birds on her dress stops talking, walks across the room. This is always happening, then happening again. Like an eclipse, or dark spot in my vision. She stops eating and shines so bright it’s intoxicating, which is to say, it’s terrifying.””
