theorionhunter’s Reviews > Exit Zero > Status Update

In the final weeks, bronze arrived in Kathleen’s tone as concrete built in mine.
We broke up at a culturally inappropriate gaucho café during the first storm of the summer. The final conversation was gentle. We were laminated in rain.

The world seemed kinder at night, and she was more susceptible to that kindness. Like the moon lilies that wait until the sun has set to speak.

Thinking about it now, however, divorce is more procedure than experience. A removal that produces a scar. One thing gone, one added. Something moves on, something remains. Which is why anything can be haunted as long as there is residual memory and a location, and a location can be a seashore, a truck cab, a body, a peach.

Jo is battered by the desire to protect this heavy, unwilling thing and understands that this battering is love. She must allow it do to whatever it wants to her when she calls-