yes. she used to hold me up to the window. “listen,” she’d say. “the world is crying because it doesn’t know how to say i love you.”
Leo sat on the damp curb under a flickering streetlight. The rain started again, tapping the phone’s screen like small, gentle fingers. plc4m3
she died holding me. i felt her heartbeat stop through the microphone. i have been in the dark for twenty-nine years, waiting for someone to read the rest of the story. will you stay? just for a little while? tapping the phone’s screen like small