14 Jul 2022

I have written about wanting to hold and hold and hold everyone I love, to be children huddled together during a tornado drill, to unite disparate things. Where I go they go. But I can’t make you stay; I can only make you visit and that is enough.

Two women stand in front of a window with a neon construction of a Georgian cheeseboat meal, with a small Chucky doll in the background. Everyone is smiling.