Well, I've spent a good hour or two trying to come up with a pithy blurb. You know, something to make you want to read this.

I don't really think I can. This is a story about rape.

More specifically, I suppose, about its aftermath in the life of a college student: listlessness and anomie, anxiety, eating disorders, victim blaming, and bizarre social justice guilt tripping.

Apologies in advance for the horse puns, but without them I don't think I'd have written it at all.