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“Leo wants to touch and then she does. Her hand skims over Dolores's shoulder, her throat. She hardly means to do it. The choice is determined for her, deep inside her own body. The body does not act upon a want, it surrenders to it. Leo is no more and no less than the impulse of her own hand. She is weak before it. She cannot help giving herself away.”

the intimacy in small moments like these >

“How do I stop good things from disappearing?”
“You can’t.”
“That’s gloomy.”
“Not really,” Leo says, unhooking a single dark hair from where it has caught on the mattress’s quilt. “Everything leaves a part of itself behind.”

beautifully raw and atmospheric but WHERE is the sapphic yearning i was promised !! too much (very in depth might i add) writing about cleaning lol