Shrew

She kept just her Dior Rouge 999 lipstick, because she was not herself, she’d always said, without

besotted

From my mother, I learned that beauty was armor. From my teenage friends, I learned that femininity was junk. They were both right.

eschewing

egress.

necromantic

tumescence.)

Indeed, I am the Bronze Copper of psychopaths, a big, beautiful auburn butterfly that flaps her darkling wings as she eats.