I can't forgive a system that deprives someone of their personal freedom!

This is not an attic, but an enchanted crow’s nest to the entire world. They play there, running on what looks like open air, dancing & chasing each other, slipping into impressions of those who work below, & practicing their dueling stances with wide grins, standing on clouds.

A heart that's full up like a landfill. A job that slowly kills you. Bruises that won't heal.

I’m carving a space inside of you, can you feel it? The weight of your heart beating against the cool air? The sting of being cracked into? Does it hurt to know that I enjoy seeing you like this?

Waiting for the airlock to cycle, I felt my aloneness like an impenetrable wall pressing around me. Usually one body’s off-kilter emotion was a minor, easily dismissable thing. Now it was only this one body, nothing beyond to temper my distress.

I NEED YOU. YOU CAN KEEP ME ON THIS EARTH. BE VIGILANT. I LOVE YOU.

I'll rewrite this whole life and this time there will be so much love, you won't be able to see beyond it.

But it was more terrifying feeling like there's a rift in our friendship and that's more scary than anything.

We don’t do anything with dignity.

How much you blamed on that blade? That Blade in the Dark? You think that’s what led you to kill Angelo? Calhoun? The son of my kin, remember. You think I miss that? Ain’t a damn thing I don’t know about, remember?