The Numinous Amaryllis
It started with an amaryllis in the dark. My landlord had given me an amaryllis in a little pot, and I’d tossed it in my pantry, unaware that it could grow there. Until I collided with it in a dark hallway. I turned on the light and looked at it. It was pink and would have been pretty in another context. That this flower grew in darkness and lay in wait for me in my own apartment was a feeling of vertigo and goose bumps and extreme nausea at once.
