In One Of The Tents, Julian Is

Of All The Miracles Po Had Seen In The Time And Space Of Its Death, Po Thought This--the Absorption Of Another, The Carrying Of It--was The Most Bewildering And Remarkable Of All. Whenever Bundle Separated Again, Po Was Left With An Ache Of Sadness That Reminded The Ghost Of The Body It Had Left Behind.

I Need To Live My Life In The Light Of Their Deaths. I Need To Live.

Until, One Day, She Wasn’t.

Somewhere In The Endless Spinning Of Eternity That One, Tiny, Fraction Of A Second Where Our Lips Met Is Lost Forever.

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