XYZT, 153–157


Los Angeles: Lolita


Kim: Open my eyes and he’s on me. His body floats over me. Raven hair falls well below his shoulders, tickling me. Open my eyes again. He moves his face close and I smell alcohol on his breath. He kisses me hard.

Philippe: Look at this little jendeh. ‘How old are you?’ No reply, instead she giggles. Maybe fifteen…