not with you one day I went to the pub without you, with a different man, in fact, with a friend. the waitress knew me and she looked at me hard when she seated us. sometimes you see a look on someone’s face and there is a recognition, you know exactly what they mean, or so you think. but you can never quite be sure if what you recognized was something they said, or only a mirror or both. limbic resonance, it’s called: when you fall into a feeling together. *** what I saw in her face was relief. she was relieved because I was not with you.
— Amy Isikoff Newell, December 2022