Daily Archives: March 27, 2020

I exhale and go another type of soft, a softness unrecorded before, I sink back into him, rest my body on his thighs, chest, more. He holds tighter, tighter, and then the loneliness gets small, smaller, smallest until it is a pinprick, an inverse star, a dust. – The Book of X Summary and ThoughtsContinue reading “Review: The Book of X by Sarah Rose Etter”