Status Updates From Open Throat

esto es muy triste

“I go over to the spot on the ground where the men were connecting and lie down in the disturbed dirt. My body twists into the same position the kill-sharer had in death. I wonder if I’d been brave enough and tried to cross first, would he have found my body? Or if we’d crossed together, would we both have made it?”
YALL GOT ME CRYING OVER A GAY MOUNTAIN LION??? 😭

Capturing thoughts here since I don’t have my reading journal with me — the fact that the main character (mountain lion) isn’t named or refuses to disclose the names his parents called him feels intentional. The desire for anonymity feels like a protection or trauma response to the clear abuse he experienced by his father for his “otherness” (queerness) loving this so far.