
[text ID: Difficult, to be confronted with the fact of yourself. Opaque in the sense of finally solid, in the sense of see me, not through me. /end ID]

[text ID: Difficult, to be confronted with the fact of yourself. Opaque in the sense of finally solid, in the sense of see me, not through me. /end ID]

[text ID: Even when I look away I am still looking. He is inside his body and I am inside my body and it matters less and less. /end ID]

[text ID: I made a shape of the shape he made, subtracted what he shared with anyone else. There wasn’t much left but it felt like him, wild and scared. It was too much to bear. /end ID]