Milo and Marcos at the End of the World

by Kevin Christopher Snipes

(who doesn’t believe in giving boys compliments because she says they already have big enough egos)

My parents call every day to check up on me, and their love makes me cry.

instead of teaching us that life is linear, that it’s either/or, why don’t they teach us how to incorporate all the potential paths of our lives into a mutually reinforcing system that allows them to build on and support each other instead of canceling each other out? Why can’t they teach us to aim for everything?”

And I like the idea that, as a teacher, I can help my students hold on to that excitement by being the adult in their life who tells them Yes.

“Because I’m me and everything has to be ten times harder than it needs to be?”

But I don’t think it was wrong for us to have taken a chance on love. I mean, what’s the alternative? Never trust anyone? Live your life not doing things because you think someday you might regret them? You’d never do anything. And who wants a life like that?”

Oh crap . . . Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!

the only thing I can think to do to hide my embarrassment is dive underwater. With all the other horny little fishies.

Then they’d dump me.” “Good for them.” “Right?”

“You okay?” I want you to douse me in gasoline and then set me on fire because that would be less excruciating than trying to grapple with a lifetime of self-loathing and internalized homophobia while Lady Gaga blasts in my ear. “Yeah. I’m fine.”

The general theme coming from Those in the Know is, “It’s crazy but what can you do?” Which doesn’t surprise me. That’s basically Florida’s state motto.

Then again this is Florida, the Birthplace of Bad Taste.

The one perk of hitting rock bottom is that you literally have nothing to lose.

And when you think about it—I mean really, really think about it—maybe a God who roots for love is the only God worth believing in.

If they’re going to love me then they need to love all of me.