[See? You didn’t want to know.]
Anger scalds, hot and white. But
why? And what can I say?
Now I want to know who. [No,
you don’t.] Need to know if it’s
Robyn. [No, damnit, you don’t.]
He tells me anyway. Not Robyn,
in case you’re wondering. Guess she
left school. Her apartment is empty.
“So who is it, then?” [Not that it’s
any of your business.] “That girl
you told me about?”
She’s one. But there have been
others. Nothing serious. Sex
only. I love you. No one else.
White heat stings my eyes. Not fair!
[Sure it is.] Shut up! [What comes
around goes around.] Shut up!
My heart does wind sprints. My
brain somersaults. The tub is slippery
and I start to fall. Fall. Fa…
Where Am I?
Everything is dark. Mostly dark.
There’s light somewhere,
like at the end of a tunnel.
Am I dead?
Someone is talking. Calling.
Calling my name.
Kristina? Kristina!
Trey? Is he dead too?