Chris Howard

Because even when there is no hope, somehow you can still find a place to pin inside the things that you need.

You take what you can get, I reckon. You take what you can get.

I felt naked beneath the wildness of her eyes. I felt alive. Unknown. And I knew then that the world contained so many things I would never understand.

You couldn't make up something that looked so right.

And I howled at that swarm and the crops and the sky, and the stars should have quit because there weren't no reason to be shining.

I knew it was a day of endings, one way or another.

I gripped against her like she was metal and I was all full of lightning, charged up and jagged and of that moment alone.