Sierra Simone

We got married on a rainy day in October-the kind of rainy day that makes you want to be in a college library or tucked into a big chair with a hot apple cider and a thick book. Of course Sounds like bliss :)

Amani accepts the kiss with great toddler dignity, takes the bowl, and looks up at me. "Hi, Uncle Brother," she says Aww cute

. And then I go back to my room and do lectio, savoring over Song of Songs and letting the words linger in my mind like wine.

His lips part, and he slowly stands up, and maybe he doesn't mind my new body so much, because he steps toward me with dark, hungry eyes.

I miss fucking her and kissing her and holding her. I miss her like a physical pain. Missing her is a cancer and it's stealing my cells and breaking my bones. It's eating me alive.