A Utopian Nightmare
A Short Story
I am in a utopia of sorts. The rain falls on the tin roof. Next door, my neighbor sings and plays the guitar. I have many friends. All of them are laughing with me. We are hugging each other, eating good food, and they are drinking all of my wine. I spend my nights with a lover by the name of Henry. He touches me in a way that no man has ever touched me before, and all of my demons fall away.