They, together, had the weathered look of a couple that had lost their sexuality, softly endearing. He-sweetly confident, steady, affectionate but with moderation. She-casually swivel hipped, elbows all over the place, angles angles angles. I saw him give her a flower once, something unassuming like a daisy, and even that act seemed a little drained of romance. I wanted them to be thigh high children throwing dust in a sandbox, exchanging pretty shiny things.
~Saehee Cho
Excerpt from "Re-"
Summer 2007
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