The horizontal world I had thought I occupied was tilting, dumping me somewhere else, somewhere new.

“In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin m…”

“When's the next star party?""Spring""Spring. Long time to wait.""The sky's not …”

“Tell me I didn't imagine it, Leo. Tell me that even though our bodies were in s…”

“This was the ghetto: where children grow down instead of up.”