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September 21 - September 23, 2024
As we approach the open door at the side of the truck, he says, “Organ trafficking.”
Leaning down, I press a kiss to his forehead, then whisper, “Addio, fratello. Ti vendicherò.”
There’s no way the man I saw last night donated a kidney. He’d still be out of it from the surgery like I was. Yeah, it was probably just a dream. Hey, at least my mind conjured up a hot man.
Even the heavens weep for you, Giulio. That’s how fucking special you were.
After everything I’ve been through, I’m still going to die.
All my hopes and dreams slip through my fingers and my hands still while my eyes drift shut from the pain of losing them again.
There’s nothing I can do but feel as my heart shatters.

