i've been washing my face at night with grapefruit and honey soap hoping that i will wake up fresh faced and smooth. fresh faced, smooth, tender. it's all right, soon enough we will be eating tomatoes and greens that just had their own dirt washed off them, soon enough we will smell like apricots, be smooth as violets, and smoking blueberry tobacco, drinking tea, visiting in the sun, remembering why we study the books we do, remembering what it was like before - and remembering what it's like just to be a person again, and turning our ribs to honeycomb.