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-your father is very weak right now.-
We need to have you sit up straight, alright?
--we don't know if she will snap out of it.--
---damn heart attacks...---
-what if he died?-
--she might be like this for the rest of her life.--
You're unstable, dear. We'll keep you in the ICU in case something happens.
---he... You came back to tell me this?!---
Hon, I know it hurts, but stay awake and don't move, alright?
--Where are we? What day is it today? Where are we? What day is it today?--
You could've died.
I've seen death. I've cheated death.
Once or twice, or more.
Survived a car crash miraculously without any permanent injuries, heard that my grandfather died of a heart attack, one of the millions.
I used to cry every time I heard about death.
But now, the
GatewayI pass by the fish tank in my bedroom every day. I feed it once in the morning, once in the evening, or somewhere around there because I tend to feed it at 11 sometimes.
I can't really tell what that fish is thinking- I just drop a pellet of food next to it, and watch and see if it gets it or not- sometimes, I'll drop multiple leading to one that's really far away so that I'm sure that the fish will be able to get it.
It's like luring the fish to eat stuff.
The name's Teal. The fish is dark blue, almost black, and it's a betta. It's got really pretty fin-things.
Thing is, I don't know squat about fish.
It's kinda just swimming there, and I'm watching it, and I have no idea what it's thinking, and we're both staring at random things and wasting time.
Or maybe the fish isn't wasting time- maybe Teal's got an official Pokémon license, finally, or maybe Teal's the new Keyblade master. Maybe it's donning knight clothes to fend off attacking rocks and saving the soccer ball princess,
Some facts concerning Joshua KiryuSome things you should know about Joshua:
1. He's a smirking little bastard.
2. He can read minds.
3. He loves to wear girl's clothing, especially Natural Puppy.
4. His last name kind of sounds like "kill you".
5. He's the literal ruler of Shibuya, the city I live in.
6. He's able to stalk anyone, anytime, without being detected.
I don't know which one kills me the most inside. Could be all of them. Could be none. Maybe it's 2, 5 and 6, sometimes 1 and 3. When I'm thinking real hard about how I got stuck with this kid, it sometimes drifts to 4.
Of course, most likely, it's probably this next one.
7. He killed me twice.
Nope- not once, twice. He shot me, and then after three painstaking weeks of fighting for the right to live, just up and shot me again- supposedly erasing me from existence.
'Course, I'm still stuck with him as a friend- an obligation, because he brought me back to life. I still honestly don't know why he did that, and I doubt he really knows either.
Sometimes, I don't k
HomesickI am the river's son,
my arteries flowing turquoise
and turning to rapids
rushing around my frame,
filling me with this sense
of buoyancy, minnows
tickling my sternum.
I am the river's son.
My palms caress each
silty shoreline, every
battered bank and bend,
and these places I know
so well become me
as my fingerprint,
even the bridge above me
inflamed by the afternoon
sun-glow, burning rusty and
the steel blue sky.
I am the river's son;
I bring my home along
like hermit crab,
where I step
I pull water from the earth.
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