Status Updates From Bodies of Water

Looking through the scattered images, she recognized the sickly pallor of the consumptive; the anorexic archetype that has become so fashionable. They seemed to promoting the use that the most beautiful woman was a dead one.

It was such a singular feeling, knowing that somebody was missing you, counting the hours until you came back to them.

Was it apparent that she could only love women?
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While nothing obvious has happened yet, I don’t think this book can be read without a queer lens.