February 5, 2017

“You could say the man and I were both condemned to this house and you would not be wrong. This was an absolute condemnation—the forcing together of an unwilling man and woman into the dark of a house that incessantly breathed wet onto our shoulders and gave us violent colds. In the house, we were silent and filled with rage. The man cracked wood between his hands, I picked at wallpaper to expose spongy holes behind. Everything we touched felt wormy…”

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