Marissa Hermann’s Reviews > A Language of Limbs > Status Update

“I remember how nothing necessarily felt wrong, until it suddenly felt right. How I’d kissed a boy at a school dance and thought, well, that was something. How I was high off the nerves and mistook the feeling for excitement. How it wasn’t until I kissed her, down by the creek, all murky water and mangroves, that I understood. I exist, otherwise.” (Needed to mark this.)