he loves loving Lorca more than he loves Lorca

instead of masturbating, he underlines phrases of poetry in stubby pencil and sighs aloud so everyone knows that

he is a boy who

loves

Lorca.

he carries Lorca around with him tucked under his arm

bound and inked and translated

or sometimes he walks with Lorca open and his nose buried in brown and deep

but his mind on the eyes of everyone who sees him absolutely

loving

Lorca.

sometimes he sits outside by himself with the book open in front of him

thinking that he is reading Lorca

and very pleased to think so.

He snaps a picture of his open book and sends it to a girl

believing for some reason that she truly gives a shit

that he is a boy

who loves

Lorca.

 

 

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