Héctor Morales—Interludes—

You see, the baby rat anxiously scavenged the dumpsters for food. Baby rats have tiny hearts and those must always beat anxiously. The baby rat did not want for acknowledgement, kinship, success, or even love. Baby rat hearts are far too tiny for any of that.

I just try to banish all inhibition as quickly as I can, not because I don't care what happens, but because while I possess that disinhibition, the things that happen will not matter.

Your laughter stopped the autumn in its tracks.

Who would've known the asphalt would play my mirror?

If I were to hike across a dense forest and found the earth under my boots was as blue as the sky.