
Oops I Did It Again by Ingrid Casey
Can you love a thing that hasn’t happened yet? That might never. That already has, a thousand times. A thing that is still tethered, blind, a thing with aphonia. Can you love a twin, with the same fears, the same grief? How do you stay alive, not let your shame eat you, after opening a door accidentally, seeing a thing naked, the conversation itself the … Continue reading Oops I Did It Again by Ingrid Casey