I read an article by a woman mourning the loss of her unconsciousness. The article was anonymous, but the tang of femininity was obvious, the way hips can be.
The writer talked about her sleep before it took a capital: the relief of absence, the particular texture of the tongue and weight of the head after a night of sleeping well. Sleeping gave me time off from myself-a delicious sort of respite.
— Jan 31, 2026 06:53AM
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