we were happiest dying.
i did not expect to meet you like this, sweat rolls down my neck.
I have been the sum of joy.
I PUNCTUATE THE NIGHT LIKE A SNUFFED CANDLE
Phil asks me if I like fish. I say yes. Why would I have ordered it if I did not like it.
our promises kept us warm and our hands knit together.
you dream and you dream larger than me, so large, it steals the oxygen. i might have wilted.
And then—like they always do, when they realize you’re onto them—they start disappearing.