You don't have to believe in my dreams. You just have to believe in me.
Tuesday, April 10
When they come to take us, stab them between the eyes. Do not take your hand from around mine… And when they ask to hear penance come from inside of us, say with me loud and trembling, but loud and clear: “I have already emptied myself. I kissed regret goodbye, took the hands of another backwards angel, and rode backwards into the rain.”
The Bronze Medal
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