Butter Honey Pig Bread

by Francesca Ekwuyasi

but despite himself, he’s just a man.

rain food—that’s what she called it—food that soothed and comforted when it poured outside.

They drank hot Ribena from misshapen mugs that Aiden had made in a beginners’ ceramics course. Afterward, they lay with swollen bellies on her bed and shared a joint of sticky sativa buds and lavender.

This is so les

Glitter Goodbyes, where she hosted a handful of close friends and required that they dust themselves with gold glitter from a compact case glued below the peephole on her front door before entering the flat.

she tended to the garden of her life and grew a community. A community that shows up to her engagement party and packs her backyard dense with swaying bodies.

It’s just that beginnings are so seductive, the promise of possibilities.