He/him. Musician, writer, cruciverbalist, person who looks up "likes crosswords" cuz there must be a word for it and he wants to include it in his Twitter bio
every child you see with mangled legs being hopelessly carried, every person you see lit on fire, all the dust covered faces, they were a whole universe. to themselves and everybody they knew. lives as complex, joyful and difficult as yours. it kills me. i’ll never get numb to it
nobody will remember:
- your salary
- how “busy you were”
- how many hours you worked
people will remember:
- if you ate the plums that were in the icebox
- the ones I was probably saving for breakfast
- serious, asshole, where the fuck are they?
One day, when it's safe, when there's no personal downside to calling a thing what it is, when it's too late to hold anyone accountable, everyone will have always been against this.
@blgtylr To this day I lack the courage to annotate in pen. I don’t know how many times I’ve underlined a passage, erased the line, and underlined again because it was crooked in a way that made me anxious