Jake Ballantyne > Recent Status Updates

“Love meanwhile lives in the mundane, the moment-to-moment exchanges, and can so easily become invisible after the people who shared it are no longer alive. But, of course, it leaves traces.”

“How else would someone with a secret, criminalized, pathologized identity feel but anxious and depressed?”

“It is not hard to draw the line between being unable to care for yourself, drinking yourself ill, and queer self-hatred.”

“But he was a harp with only one string, and the note it played was himself.”

Filling me with chills of empathy for circe! So desperately wants her father’s love, yet even just some attention…

Loving this imagery from chapter 23- “Outside, the seasons had turned. The sky opened its hands, and the earth swelled to meet it. The light poured thickly down, coating us in gold. The sea lagged only a little behind.”