A group of narwhals is called a blessing. I learned this in the dark hours of the morning when I should have been sleeping but wasn’t. My eyes and mind poked open by a question asked of me earlier in the day.
Do you have other kids?
When I met her, it was almost spring. We rode back to my place in a taxi with the windows down. Then she tied me to my headboard, and the first hot breeze of the year was coming from my window.
The year after that night, I shaved myself everyday. I’d do it every other morning in the shower so that hair didn’t have time to grow back. I liked that when I looked down at my body, it looked like the body of a child, hairless and thin…