The sun coming in through the window in front of Bez puts a halo around her head, making her look as though she is made of light. She looks over the street outside, unaware that I am awake on the sofa and watching her. I was up far too late last night, and could not […]
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Réalité et PrintempsShe walks down the forest path, like a lost girl in a fairytale, ivy and feathers forming a ragged crown in her hair. Yesterday, she was making tea in a kitchen in Paris, and then without even having to click her heels together, today she finds herself moving like a ghost between ash-colored trees. She […]
CaledoniaDevURLThe last time I saw Juteau cry was in October. Truthfully, I didn’t see her crying, but I saw the aftereffects: the smear of mascara trailing like dirty rainwater down the side of an abandoned building, the eyes as red as a desert sunset. She didn’t want to talk about it, and I didn’t want […]
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