“All the Reasons I Love You, Even Though Life Is Fleeting and You’ll Just Die and Rot Anyway” I closed his nostrils between my fingers and pulled his jaw down, open. The hole invited me to jump on the muscle that pulsed and twitched there, squirmed against my touch. I took it out and pet … Continue reading The Wardrobe’s Best Dressed: “Twenty-Something” by Tatiana Ryckman →