Pretend otherwiseRooms steaming with women in towelsHair dripping, feet slick, thrum of lifeLet loose, voices shrill in gossipAre they talking about you? Are they pullingTheir vicious needles throughYour thin, thin skin, where no oneHas been, those secret corners within Time turns her unwashed skirts outThe sauna is set too high to see Faces melt behind … Continue reading We the unhinged – Candice Louisa Daquin