Porter House Pod: Sapphic Horror

My mind’s eye becomes that of a tlaquetzqui, and I find my soul operating on a different plane. I understand it all. I don’t know if it was the references to the music of my childhood or the red wine starting to kick in (maybe a mixture of both?), but I felt a wave of admiration come over me.

Writing about lineage means untangling, not only your experiences, but the experiences of the generations before.