Hollow Bones
If I was sad enough, I would go out to get eaten. Do you know what I mean?
Sam Moe
Surviving the Forest
Perhaps it is my subconscious telling me to die in the pines and the snow, better than to die alone in the root cellar, where tossed-out tools are ornaments that shine and sing.
When the woman you have a crush on asks you to host a séance, you say yes
You’re not sure if you’re sleepy or uncomfortable, if your heart is stopping every few seconds by your hand or hers, there is something rotten about being mortal and even this crush-love—