April 9, 2017

“Sometimes the man seemed to glisten and then I could not look away from him. It was as if he floated above me, a fleshy balloon of himself, and I reached for him, as thought if I could only wrap my arms around his legs, he might lift me, too. When the man was so shining, I wanted to smear myself with him. The world was gone outside the house and the man was all there was. And so when the man said to lock the doors, I did…”


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