I have to laugh, thinking maybe even he can’t see through the bullshit I write…but then again maybe he can. So this I write, what I know…what is...me…as painful as it is going to be… I look at the journal before me, the latest of many I have hidden in a chest. Only this one unlike all the others is empty of words, with the exception of pretty phrases cut out of magazines and pictures of places I have yet to travel, haunts I have yet seen. It holds nothing of me. I fear my words from the prying. None are near him when he takes hurt. How is it possible that he is hurt when he is alone?A memory comes to me. Once when I am small and still with Mother we come upon a strange creature. It is like octopus but very different, all the stick-out parts go one way. We swim close and it sends out a liquid toward us. The liquid is dark and nasty, and some of it strikes me with force. Mother laughs at me as I swim away fast. She says the creature sends out the liquid to protect itself.Can it be that. More

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