@Julsijuls 8 April 2021 more from that month

When my beloved calls my name— in the bathtub, in her bed, over the telephone, into a microphone or my ear— it closes my eyes, buckles me, thralls my insides with the sweet terror of being recognized. Sometimes, we cannot bear the thing we crave. Quote : Melissa Febos, from “Call My Name,” published in Prairie Schooner #Literature