Tag: the soft weight of my hair unbrushed and falling into my eyes. Ordinary intimacy

Chapter Three – Karmia Sunlight slants through the blinds, cutting pale bars across my sheets. I blink up at the ceiling, disoriented for a heartbeat before the clock on my nightstand comes into focus. Late. The city outside is already alive, horns and engines, faint voices drifting up from the street. For a moment it