michael’s Reviews > Sunbirth > Status Update

I felt stupid, like we’d spent all this effort searching our bodies for an old scar that had already healed, just to cut into the same patch of skin again, all because we wanted to confirm that it did once exist, that there used to be a time when we were bleeding.

It made me wonder: at what point in our lives do we lose the curiosity of a child and learn, instead, to look away? And when will we ever think to look again?

If I were a log that washed along with the currents, then she would be a fish that swam in the stream. Neither of us could escape the water, but I was the one who didn't fight my fate.

“Grief is a running tap, a closed cabinet, chopsticks touching bowls, teeth chewing. I'd never imagined that would be the case. I hadn't expected it to slip into everything.”