1984 Vol. 12, No. 2
Brian De Palma’s Dressed to Kill (1980), Museum scene
To turn off the lamp - I must lean over you, lean into you; I must squash the soft pocket of my belly against the dry patch of your elbow. I place my book on top of your book on the night table where you keep your socks and my stray underthings. I twist the lamp switch twice because it seldom works on first attempt. I match the curve of your back with my back. We breathe in unison until we don’t.