I Wonder Whether She Was Sorry For

It Was All Very Strange, Mr. Gray Thought, As He Wiped The Coffee Canister Clean With A Sponge. Very, Very Mysterious. You Were Born; You Lived A Whole Life; And At The End, You Wound Up In A Coffee Canister. "ah, Well," He Said Out Loud Quietly. "that's Just The Way Things Are. Life's A Funny Business." Death, He Supposed, Was The Punch Line.

But You Can Build A Future Out Of Anything. A Scrap, A Flicker. The Desire To Go Forward, Slowly, One Foot At A Time. You Can Build An Airy City Out Of Ruins.

Anything, Anything Is Possible, If You Can Just See The Sky.

I Didn’t Know It Would Be Like This,” He Says In A Whisper. And Then: “i’m Scared.

His Secret Name, Which Belongs To Me, And To Him, And To No One Else.