Danlwd Fylm How Much Do You Love Me — 2005

You ask the question like it’s a dare: How much do you love me?

The tape hisses before the picture clears — grainy, shot on a hand-me-down camcorder, October light leaking through a bedroom curtain. danlwd fylm how much do you love me 2005

The frame shakes. You laugh, a low, soft sound like a scratched CD skipping on the good part of a song. You ask the question like it’s a dare: