Oct 22, 2021
just me, high, with my last few brain cells only thinking about buck, and buck’s attention to health and eating and body image, and buck’s relationship with love and intimacy and connection, and buck’s devotion and love for eddie, and for chris, and me and my dog by boygenius, and when anne carson wrote “you remember too much, / my mother said to me recently. / Why hold onto that? And I said, / Where can I put it down?”, and how buck would etch both into his heart if he heard them, and—
