jasminder was taking my blood and I asked him about his arranged marriage. he kept laughing and it was amusing but a little unnerving. then my ears started ringing and i found myself asking for apple juice and a bed and he was trying to feed a bendy straw into my mouth. turns out 16 tubes is a lot. it made me feel strong and special. // outside, a tiny airplane wove a pink silky thread through the cloudless dusk