"My head closest to the sauna door, I lay down on the bench opposite Lena, my feet next to the coals which were closest to her head. For a moment, neither of us said anything, just looked at one another. I thought about how I wished I had exercised more that day, that my stomach was not as flat as it once was. I wondered if she thought I had too much hair on my chest, or if my skin wasn´t tan enough. Did she think my body was good enough? She continued to look at me, and then I realized that her hand had slid down her stomach and between her legs."
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Cover art by Lauren Rae