The last little thing for @alittlelifebook - the fire escape.
for those of you interested in prints, they’re now up on my website. link in bio 🖤
“then, we were only standing and looking up at the red brick building, and i was pretending that i never had to fear for him, and he was letting me pretend this: that all the dangerous things he could’ve done, all the ways he could’ve broken my heart, were in the past, the stuff of stories, that the time that lay behind us was scary, but the time that lay ahead of us was not.”
Little thing nine for @alittlelifebook :
the cologne, the ritual with the shirt: they are two pieces of the scaffolding, rickety and fragile as it is, that he has learned to e***t in order to keep moving forward, to keep living his life.
Little thing eight for @alittlelifebook :
“i’m off,” he’d say, smiling back, and willem would shake his head. “don’t go,” willem would say, and he’d say, “i have to,” and willem would say, “five minutes,” and he’d say, “five.”
Little thing seven for @alittlelifebook : the bookcase
and then early the next sunday, malcolm appeared again, looking determined. “i can’t stop thinking about this,” he said. and he’d set his bag down on the floor and drawn out a hacksaw and had started gnawing away at the structure, the two of them shouting at him until they realized that he was going to alter it whether they helped him or not. so back up to the roof went the bookcase; back down, once again, it came, and this time, it was perfect.