Tag Archives: Cruz

11: Maricela, Cruz, and a conversation about eyes

it is strange to me she said that they always look at our eyes the cat the dog how they know you have them she said even ants he said when they stop where they’re going where ever it is and you know they understand you have eyes and that’s where they find you she […]

1: the end of the world and the beginning of everything else

the end of the world and the beginning of everything else when Cruz opened the door he saw a man holding a flower in a little white cup, and Cruz asked him who and what are you and the small skeletoned man with the flower in his cup said he couldn’t remember his name and […]