“Every morning we’d go down and eat breakfast at the food commons. We’d walk each other to class, sharing and sneaking cigarettes. We’d get high and massage each other’s backs and watch amateur science videos on YouTube. We’d drop acid and go to the movies or finger each other in the back of punk shows. We’d hold each other in front of our altar, caressing between each other’s legs, humming gently in each other’s ears, watching a tiny rabbit dance with a tiny dog atop her dresser.”
