Salvador Plascencia

Like all stories of creators who bring life from the dead, his story began with a struggling butcher, who chased a gray cat, caught it, took off its studded collar, and slit its throat.

I am gone tomorrow. And there and gone again by the time you read this.

I don__ know what they are called, the spaces between seconds_ but I think of you always in those intervals.

Missing you is worse than Pittsburgh.