“The things we loved most were both elemental and petty. You squeezed them while you slept, these scraps. Dog's kisses, blue jeans. No one was dumb enough to say justice or family. No, we lived for Halloween and yard sales and driving at dusk with the windows rolled down. We lived for honeymoons and midnight snacks, blow jobs in chain hotels. We lived for paper valentines. It was garbage, but beloved.”
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Brittany Newell,
Soft Core
