Something in the Water

But her advice still worked for me: she told me not to let it make me angry, not to let it break my heart, but to remember that we all lose the things we love the most and how we have to remember that we were lucky to have them at all in the first place.

I love you?” It’s a question

And if I can’t trust my instincts, what can I trust?

It’s unbelievably exhausting, the diamonds burning a hole through our attic floor like Poe’s telltale heart.

That one cord. The way my whole body loosens when I think of him, like stepping into a patch of sun. Mark.

We human beings are amazing in our capacity for adaptation, aren’t we?

Bile, thick pungent bile. Fear made visible.

I suppose money buys you time and time buys you attention.

We don’t talk about each other to outsiders. We’re our own unit. Impenetrable.

Upstairs I agonize over what to wear. I want to seem like I’ve made an effort but effortlessly. It’s a tricky balance.