October 1, 2023
There are drips and drops in the fluctuations of power, changes in the voltage that become physiological responses in the body. Muscles will tighten or relax. Membranes will moisten or lay rough. Tissue will fill with blood or soften. Collection of the fluid had become tantamount to pleasure. It allowed you to be free from our machination, unshackled. It allowed you to be present.
You could say that an economy had formed.
September 30, 2023
I kept forgetting you aren’t the one who likes Diet Coke.
You don’t love 2000s horror. You didn’t tell me about watching movies with your dad while we drove to San Diego for the second time.
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September 27, 2023
She was, well, never known—no, no, not yet had she graced the soft threshold of that realm. Each day she asked herself if this was the moment, her turn; if at this moment they could see her. But here, now, she had no face, no face she could remember. She made herself up in the morning by the light of the image of the latest star, the glow of their beauty independently intermingling with the girl’s own soul.
September 26, 2023
She had two children, Alice and Mark, but she wanted a baby all her own. The realities of human reproduction—that someone else would always have a claim to her very hardest work, that no matter what the law says about sperm donors and vanished fathers, there would always be a man out there, dead or alive, feeling smug—these realities were a constant source of pain and made her dislike her children.