A review by the_grimdragon
Yours Celestially by Al Hess

4.0

“Tea. It tastes like nothing here no matter how hard I concentrate on the memory of the flavors. Ice cream too. A lot of food, actually. And smells. Fresh laundry, mowed grass, petrichor, the skin of a partner… I miss hot showers and the tactile joy of putting a vinyl record on the turntable. Cracking open a real, physical book and turning the pages.” His voice steadily rises, eyes blazing and glossy. “I miss looking forward to the weekend. I miss sex. I miss packages waiting at my door. I miss pain. Isn’t that bizarre? Stubbing my toe or falling on my ass or sipping coffee that’s too hot, just as the reminder that I’m alive and I feel!"