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DO WHAT YOU LOVE
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“Come on, then. Do you need a glass of water?”
Andrew McKernan, Water
#noSHO
OUTING
“I want Papa to come home.”
Andrew McKernan, Water
and now there was not an arm anywhere,
Nick Francis Potter, Irregular Limbs
Before there had been an arm,
only not-an-arm.
“The truth is, of course, that the story does not end here, at the stoplight beneath the cerulean wash of a Wisconsin sky, does not end as I close my eyes and join Andy in this moment of willed blindness. Nor does it end in this darkness, as I listen, among the blare of music and beeping cars, for the sound of my brother’s voice. And though this is not the ending of our story, it’s the one I keep telling myself, the one I think that in the wake of all that has happened my brother and I just might be willing to believe.” - Barrett Swanson, This Swift and Violent Forgetting