Dinky Bossetti: From a deep, immaculate kiss she spread her two ripe, dripping limbs and then I happened.
Teacher: I beg your pardon.
Dinky Bossetti: And the moon throbbed and fought with an angry sun all that day and all that night. Until it forced me out.
Dinky Bossetti: Now I scald here… alone. Touch me. With your white words and your dead hands. Now before I freeze.
Teacher: That’ll be enough!
Dinky Bossetti: And become one of you.
Dinky Bosseti: You interrupted me.
—Welcome Home Roxy Carmichael (via rydravyn)