the porch light is off And “Lead Us Not Into Temptation”

By Isabella Dunsby the porch light is off and I’m holding a pint tub of yogurt ice cream with both hands. I’m watching it sweat white beads onto my lap like the droplets of milk that an infant can’t quite catch on his mother’s breast. I’m watching us all convince ourselves we’re better off immortal. … Continue reading the porch light is off And “Lead Us Not Into Temptation”