her body feels different, no longer taut and sinewy but sponge-like fluid. Saturated. It has a different energy, a deep orangy-like pink, like the inside of a hibiscus.

“. . . they lurk passively, like vampire sheep”

“Feathers," he says.They ask this question at least once a week. He gives the sa…”

“What else can I do? Once you've gone this far you aren't fit for anything else.…”

“I want to be held and told my name. I want to be valued, in ways that I am not;…”