Kinfolk

The cover of this month’s Kinfolk, a magazine dedicated to “gatherings” and food, is a sickeningly gorgeous photo of a couple, their legs entwined, sitting on a log. I decide they are beautiful, and I hate them. I am at work, and I pick up an extra copy from behind the cash wrap, hold it up to my co-worker, and say, “They are so fucking in love, and it makes me sick.” Later, in the bathroom, I laugh weakly at my reflection when I remember a customer’s expression: surprise, but also pity. For me.