Natalie M.

“Ro wonders if, as time goes by, she’ll be welcomed into that world. What would it be like, to move in with Ash and wake up to feed the chickens and hunt for eggs with Anon twining around her bare ankles? How would it feel to see her clothes hanging in the closet beside Ash’s pastel dresses, her shoes lined up with Ash’s boots? She imagines there would be a pleasant feeling of companionship, a sense of completeness. Not the uneven partnership of a man and a woman who fit together like two puzzle pieces, but instead two vines twining together, reaching for the sun. Ash mixes up the metaphors in Ro’s head, envelops her thoughts until Ro finds herself struggling for the right word. She is obsessed, she is compelled, she is called. She is a selkie, and Ash has her skin. It’s infuriating and delicious and easy and challenging and tumultuous and she is hungry for more.”
― Delilah S. Dawson, Bloom