do you want to hold him? i'm taking care of our pet shop terrarium ghosts. i talk to the heat lamp & start calling it "god." wash your hands before you do. there is a train station full of pigeons waiting for us. do you remember the fruit in the city? how it begged to be cradled? i used to rest my head on your shoulder while we turned into snakes. all of a sudden it was just me holding a rat. in the parking lot everyone was terrified. race cars with race car dreams. i want to know if you miss me. on that island, everyone was starving no matter how much we ate. there was no such thing as bare feet. drinking a silver diet. our bullet hole window pet shop.