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A soporific allure, a pervasive chill, and an out-of-this-aching-body experience have left me restless for October. I smile. -
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Slowly losing touch with my body. What I want, what I need. So I walk into the dark, out of the door, trying to let go of Heber. Ev-air, whose brilliance could one day save children in Me-he-co, cheated on me a few weeks ago with his ex-boyfriend. I try to stay strong, scared of disappointing my family. Of admitting that I, we, failed. And even ( Read more... ) -
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Waking up to his pounding heart and the snow around his chest. Heber, the first syllable pronounced like 'he ebbs my strength away.' Settling down, you might say, 7 months now spent memorizing his soft circumflex that wavers, Meh-he-co, and endless bottles of wine. Emptiness ablaze, caught offguard by this unexpected blessing. Who knew the boy who ( Read more... ) -
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We break in succession. The head bows, the body chokes, I vomit blood and his stress is only rising. My pants fall, his shirts rip. Pills preserving the immune system stick on descent down my dry throat, his almond eyes tear up and look to the cross. Contorted movements on the bed, we pray for a familiar miracle ( Read more... ) -
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I don't know who you are. Are you out there. You are the darkness and I am blind.
