“There had been a shift of configurations, which I interpreted thus. That Liam had been kissing Day, and that I no longer desired to kiss Liam. And that Day, for all intents and purposes, did desire to kiss Liam, and that I desired to kiss Ham. And that Ham was not in the room.” I’m not sure I quite get this story – I’ll have to read it again – but I was pulled into it the way a raft dips into the bends of a rapid. I felt like I had been used by something more powerful than me. Kidd’s language, precise and awesome, makes me think that whatever she wrote would be powerful. This is a story about the way words make dreams more true than they should be. (HN)
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