I do not want to eat or drink, or I will lose the taste of you in my mouth, do not want to open my eyes if not to see you, do not want to breathe any air that you have not breathed.
It’s like he’s fallen out of time.
You are remaking the world, Noah. Drawing by drawing.
Las personas mueren, pero nuestras relaciones con ellas no. Perviven y se transforman por siempre.
And it’s like he’s melting into a puddle of himself.
That’s when it occurs to me that maybe the rocks are weighing him down so he doesn’t rise into the air.
I wait in the cold air where his body was.
I watch him hypnotize the girls as he does the fruit in the trees, the clouds in the sky, as he did me.
Her smile grows bigger and more welcoming and I realize she’s misinterpreted my leap across the hall as excitement to see her when all I want is to protect the kissing guys from her, from the whole world.
During the day, everyone talks in colors instead of sounds. It’s so quiet.
Guillermo taps his foot impatiently. Oscar winks at me, sending my stomach on an elevator ride. “To be continued,” he says.
She dies over and over again, all day long.
I want to hurl a building at God.
A veces tienes las cosas muy claras y, de repente, te das cuenta de que no sabes nada de nada.
They’re in love. Like black vultures. And termites. Yes, turtle doves and swans aren’t the only animals that mate for life. Ugly, toilet-licking termites and death-eating vultures do too.
Con la lluvia, llega el fin del mundo.
I don’t know if you notice. God was very drunk when he made him.
English people are so not asshats! I’m going to move there. William Blake was English.
I tell her every detail. How he came over every morning with croissants, how we played music together, how he made Gram and Big so happy just by being in the house, how we drank wine last night and kissed until I was sure I had walked right into the sky. I told her how I think I can hear his heart beating even when he’s not there, how I feel like flowers – Gargantuan ones – are blooming in my chest.
Yes. Everything is true at once. Life is contradiction.