“The living and the dead are just alike in most respects, interchangeable”

“every time I eat, I am digging my grave with my spoon”

“we held our story up against the one we had been taught about marriage and virginity and sin”

“When he pulls the knife, I remind him
I’m already dead.”

“either way, I look like something from Ed Gein’s woodshed”

“Drugs, in the 1970’s, they was a sign of the times”

“one of the masked rapists dangling naked from a hangman’s rope”

“My sexuality is there with me and she’s fine. I don’t second guess her.”

“Going under for the last time”

“The exposure of the characters in a private moment…”

“I killed the old me right there and then”

“I was beautifully
composed for another, but I could
barely hear my metronome”

“I saw myself in someone else, and felt less alone in the world”

“Jason and I are led upstairs by this man, our father, or papi”

“I still end up hugging him when he opens his arms before disappearing again”

“a line’s already been crossed and what comes next is inevitable”

“My body holding life instead of bleeding it out a week late”

Artists and scientists are similar in that they seek answers to the big questions.

“and then suffocating together in one mass sleep”

“they hurt each other, are hurt, and don’t heal in a straight arc”