- Vol. 05
- Chapter 02
Soaps suds slide down the plug hole. Nothing moves me. I crack my knuckles one by one. Nothing moves me. I write down the names of every person, I ever loved. From plastic to skin. I am moved.
We are wearing our own skin tonight. This is shadow love. The postcards fall off the wall as I leave you. In the midst of lying, the truth breaks free.
I want to invite you into the space between my mascara-ed eyelashes. To seep into unseen bones of me. Into the darks of my eyes. Between my tea-stained teeth. The mirror speaks in light. Around and inside. I feel utterly complete.