Strega

We knew that they lived out their youth outside of youth. Beyond the time of female friends, forever in the time of nuns.

from the earth, something made up, the product of a peculiar thought

was a strange plant. It looked fake, unnatural. Like something that couldn’t possibly have come

smell of sweat and spice came from my armpits. It’s humiliating, I thought, to live in this body

She had one of those faces that could easily serve as a screen for other people’s projections