Status Updates From Mister B. Gone

“it was love that moved all things. or rather, it was love and its theft, its demise, its silence, that moved all things. from a great fullness—— a sense that all was well with things, and could be kept so, with just a little love —— to an emptiness so profound that your bones whined when the wind blew through them: the coming and going between these states was the engine of all things.”