For Desdemona and Love and Myrrh
Issue #50
Winter 1989
When I was eight weeks pregnant, dazzling in black watersilk and moony, bloodstone earrings, demimonde, decoupage, the Inkspots fingering “Blue Indigo” above my swelling ivories, short at the waist and dripping dark, adoring swans over the slow backwater of my...
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