Kenzie

“ago who sat at the back of the church because no one in that steel town knew that Dave and Andrew loved and loved and loved. Relentlessly. No one knew that Dave sat there in the church for two hours feeling like his borders had become porous and that he was spilling out through his skin. Lost to dirt and rock and ocean. Because a love that never could be, is now the love that never was.”
― Dylin Hardcastle, A Language of Limbs