Status Updates From Sunburn

I lay on the freshly washed sheets and inhaler the smell of her detergent, and I felt her love in the pillowcase.

I think, I would be the microbes in the beef that her body seeks and destroys if it meant she would be paying me even the slightest bit of attention. The warmth and the wet of her mouth.

Now is the time between birth and slaughter. Another summer has arrived. I spend my days waiting for something to happen. Something glorious, even somethint tragic. Nothing ever happens.

Had to get a sunburn of my own to start this book, and the audiobook narrator has a great accent

velice smutne

this. is. written. so. beautifully.