We Were Liars

Don’t eat yellow snow

“We set a fire,” I say, in wonder. “We didn’t sob and bleed; we did something instead. Made a change.”

“Kind of,” says Mirren.

“Are you kidding? We burned that fucking palace to the ground.”

I love him.
I have always loved him.

I just want the pain to be over,”

I never went home with him, never saw his life, never knew that person Gat was when not on Beechwood Island.

“Never eat anything bigger than your ass.”

Drugs are not your friend,”

and I saw Gat,

and I saw that rose in his hand,

and in that one moment, with the sunlight from the window shining in on him,

the apples on the kitchen counter,

the smell of wood and ocean in the air,

I did call it love.

We looked at the sky. So many stars, it seemed like a celebration, a grand, illicit party the galaxy was holding after the humans had been put to bed

“But do you even want to see the whole picture?” Gat asks. “Could you even understand it?”