Heather and
Iron

I have read chapter one four times and I am not okay. The three-feet-of-floor line lives in me now.

Forgot it was an engine by line two. Then forgot my own name.

“It understood longing better than the last person who claimed to.”

Thought I was too jaded for this. I was wrong, loudly.

Came for the plot. Stayed because chapter three left me on the floor.

“Read it twice. Reading it a third time. This is a confession, not a review.”

exes-snowed-in is my whole personality now, thanks for that.

Read the whole thing with one hand over my mouth.