When We Could Touch: Love Stories from the Time of Covid
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When We Could Touch: Love Stories from the Time of Covid
Love once meant kisses, holding hands. Now love means distance, and hugs are bombs. My name is Lux ATL, and I am a writer, former professor, and lifelong exotic dancer turned head priestess of sensual awakening. From wild nights in the jungles of Bali, to long months locked down at home, these are m...
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09: Apart
Now is not the time to fall apart. Things—must be figured out. Problems, solved. Home, reached. Family, reunited. Now—is not the time to fall apart.
08: Profane
Blood. The most potent of fluids. Should there be a pollutant, one will find it in the blood. If there is anything of one another's we should not touc...
07: Kindness
It had finally happened, just as I'd secretly feared. I could not get home after all. See me then, a lone woman, sat in the middle of a busy airport,...
06: Trapped
People in this airport—were not doing well. Some were weeping into their phones, scrolling, tapping for a solution that would not come. Some called th...
05: Fine
I have a bad habit of doing whatever I wanted. And whatever I'd wanted—had landed me here. Stuck in paradise while the world burned.
In this epi...
04: Bodies
Picture it: it is October 2019, and we're not afraid to touch. Six women tangle together on a bed in the heat of a New Orleans fall. I peddle in the...
03: Fantasy
In this new world, fantasy is the only game running. And so—you play the movie in your mind. The one where he's strong. The one where he wants you. He...
02: Bali
When the shit hit the fan, I was in Bali with my besties, dancing in the daytime, sharing bottles of tequila in the night. Soon—horror would strike, s...
01: Stone
Will we ever again get sweaty in a mass of dancing people? Will we ever again meet as strangers and hold hands like lovers? In this episode of When We...