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“Ronan kissed me,”
“I also kissed him.”
“Don’t break him, Adam.”
“Adam?”
When Adam kissed him, it was every mile per hour Ronan had ever gone over the speed limit.
It was every window-down, goose-bumps-on-skin, teeth-chattering-cold night drive. It was Adam’s ribs under Ronan’s hands and Adam’s mouth on his mouth, again and again and again. It was stubble on lips and Ronan having to stop, to get his breath, to restart his heart. They were both hungry animals, but Adam had been starving for longer. Inside, they pretended they would dream, but they did not. They sprawled on the living room sofa and Adam studied the tattoo that covered Ronan’s back: all the sharp edges that hooked wondro...
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The dreamer it would unmake last.
You’re leaving this state,
and never coming back.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Ronan was looking at him, as he had been looking at him for months. Adam looked back, as he had been looking back for months.
You gave Child that warehouse of yours, didn’t you?”
One Aglionby diploma in exchange for Monmouth Manufacturing.
You probably won’t be around ...
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“Are you sleeping with him?”
As Ronan watched him, he fumbled around with the seat controls until he found the one that made it recline all the way, and then he clawed for Ronan’s Aglionby jacket. Both it and the Orphan Girl were hopelessly balled up among the other things in the backseat — the Orphan Girl snuffled and pushed the jacket toward his hand. He wadded it beneath his neck as a pillow, draping the sleeve over his eyes to block out the streetlight. “Wake me up if you have to,” he said, and closed his eyes.
body. It was the gnawing suspicion that you were leavable, that you were too much trouble, that you were better off dead.
It was the shame of wanting something you shouldn’t;
Leavable.
I’m not asking him to stay,
“Forsan et haec olim meminisse iuvabit,”
He had only just been making out with Ronan, and his hands would have nonetheless murdered him while Adam watched.
