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Focus in The blue-haired boy leads He smiles as he takes the pink-haired boy’s hand He feels e know: The supernatural is natural, and wonderment can colance The pink-haired boy is scared, so incredibly scared--only the thing you’ve most wished for can scare you in that way Hear their heartbeats Listen close
No back See the other kids on the dance floor The comfortableor not dancing Talking or not talking But all in the saether in a way they weren’t allowed to do before
Draw back farther We are standing in the eaves
Say hi if you see us
Silence equals death, we’d say And underneath that would be the assumption--the fear--that death equaled silence
Soets sick When soets sent to war When someone close to you takes his or her own life
Every day a new funeral It was such a large part of our existence I in a school where a student dies every day Some of them your friends Some of the up, because you know you have to You become the bearer of memory, and also the bearer of sorrow, until it is your turn to be the one who is gone, the one who is e You have no idea how suddenly years can pass and lives can end
Ignorance is not bliss Bliss is knowing the full iven
It is 10:45 Craig Cole and Harry Ra kiss There have beento this kiss, and now here they are, the night before Most kisses only require two people, but this one will end up needing at least a dozen None of those other people are in the roo to do this?" Craig asks
"We most certainly are," Harry replies
They know they need their sleep They know it’s a big day touarantee that they’ll ood co so acutely--the desire to linger away the hours with so a movie In thoseyour understanding of time to another, more personal measure
They are at Harry’s house His parents are out for the night, the dog already asleep Because the house feels theirs, the world feels theirs Why would you want to close your eyes to that?
They are at Harry’s house because Craig’s parents can’t know about the kiss At some point they will But not now Not before it’s happened
Eventually Harry will leave Craig curled on the couch He will tuck Craig in, then tiptoe back to his own room They will be in separate places, but they will have very si tucked in, just as wethe blanket over his shoulders, wishing hiht Those are the beds ant to remember
We are excited for the kiss to they will
Pink-haired Avery was born a boy that the rest of the world saw as a girl We can understand what that’s like, to be seen as so that you are not But for us it was easier to hide For Avery, there is a thicker chain of biology to break At a young age, his parents realized rong His ht that maybe she’d always knohich hy she’d chosen the naiven to the baby whether it was a boy or a girl With his parents’ help and blessing, if not always comprehension, Avery charted a new life, was driven et the horht direction And it’s worked We look at Avery now and know it’s worked, and appreciate the marvel of it In our day he would have been trapped by an insur, Avery wonders if Ryan realizes, and worries that Ryan will care The blue-haired boy sees hi, or only what he wants to be seeing? This is always one of the great questions of love
Ryan is more worried by time, and what to do about time He cannot believe he’s found so community center The saue basketball when he was nine The same place he’s staffed bake sales and blood drives and the sah to vote Yes, it’s also the saarette and, a couple of years later, his first joint, but it’s never been so a pink-haired boy to dance with He can sense his friends watching fro about ill happen next This only a out, but what is it running toward? Should he stop and talk to this boy hts come back on? Or should they stay like this, paired by the ?
Talk to him, ant to say Because, yes, time can be buoyed by wordlessness, but it needs to be anchored in words
We knohat their best chance is, and in this, the DJ does not disappoint Asthatto anyone else present Within seconds, the floor starts to clear Conversations rise from a buzz to a clamor A line forms at the men’s room