And then, with the feather-green darkness pressed against the windows, he puts his filthy fingers on my scrubbed hope face and says, “If I kiss you, it’s all over.” And then he does. And then it is.

And then, with the feather-green darkness pressed against the windows, he puts his filthy fingers on my scrubbed hope face and says, “If I kiss you, it’s all over.” And then he does. And then it is.

– Emma Forrest –

Your Voice in My Head

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