Hack the hands, redeem the rest

It wasn't an insubstantial kiss. It wasn't familial. It was on the lips my eyes still open and all surprise I must have looked like a fish ... I held it, Leila's kiss, and I kissed her back. Her hand was on my cheek then. My finger had moved itself from her eyelid to her earlobe.

we therefore commit this body to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust; in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection to eternal life.

Jesus wept

After that first kiss, I wouldn't have questioned anything. Possiblity, freedom. If a great winged angel had come up from the earth and burst apart, I would have gathered its feathers.

I remember now what you came for, where your aim is

he can't see what he remembers but oh, blessed be the Everlight, can he feel it.

This emotion is mine and mine alone. And I've been saving it for her.

Mom, would you wash my back? This once, and then we can forget

If you love me give me nothing, but polite company

The boy's name was Santiago.

She rips the halos off of angels for the fun of it

If these heights should bring my fall, let me be your own, Icarian carrion

'You feel how even the closed eye is still searching for your face?' I nodded ... 'That' Leila said, 'is how I have been searching for you.' And then she leaned forward and kissed me. Right in the alley path of the bazaar.

Dad said that you were the best, out of all of us you were the best.

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.

You're gonna go far!

I'm a saint, sticky paint. Three sixes and we can call her by her name

If these heights should bring my fall, let me be your own, Icarian carrion

'Under the soil, under all of us and all our dead ancient skeletons with arrow heads broken off in their ribs,' Leila said 'The angels are drumming!' She kept tapping her hand. 'For us, I imagine.'