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Everything you see, you might be seeing for the last time.

Isaac Marion

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Isaac Marion
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: December 30
Music Journalist
Novelist
Writer
Seattle
Washington
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Lasts
Last
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I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses.
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I notice faint scars on her wrists and forearms, thin lines too symmetrical to be accidents.
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Music? Music is life! It’s physical emotion - you can touch it! It’s neon ecto-energy sucked out of spirits and switched into sound waves for your ears to swallow. Are you telling me, what, that it’s boring? You don’t have time for it?
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My favorite songs change every year.
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It’s sad to see them staring wistfully through the window when the door isn’t locked.
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Soft flesh is eaten by hard teeth.
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What happened to the world was gradual. I've forgotten what it actually was, but I have faint, fetal memories of what it was like. A smoldering dread that never really caught fire till there wasn't much left to burn. Each sequential step surprised us. Then one day we woke up, and everything was gone.
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How do I appear unthreatening when her lover's blood is running down my chin?
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Just... ate, M says, frowning at me a little. Two days...ago. I grab my stomach again. Feel empty. Feel... dead. He nods. Marr...iage.
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I wince at her use of the word human. I've never liked that differentiation. She is living and I'm dead, but we're both human. Call me an idealist.
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Are we all just Dark Age doctors, swearing by our leeches? We crave a greater science. We want to be proven wrong.
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She is Living and I'm Dead, but I'd like to believe we're both human. Call me an idealist.
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I want a new past,new memories, a new first handshake with love. I want to start over in every possible way.
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What's the point of trying to fix a world we're so briefly in?
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Once again the absurdity of my inner thoughts overwhelms me, and I want to crawl out of my skin, escape my ugly, awkward flesh and be a skeleton, naked and anonymous.
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Came to . . . see you.” “But I had to go home, remember? You were supposed to say good-bye.” “Don't know why you . . . say good-bye. I say . . . hello.” Her lip quivers between reactions, but she ends up with a reluctant smile. “God you're a cheeseball. But seriously, R—
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A month ago there was nothing on Earth I missed, enjoyed, or longed for. I knew I could lose everything and not feel anything, and I rested easy in that knowledge. But I'm growing tired of easy things.
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What's wrong with people? she says, almost too quiet for me to hear. Were they born with parts missing or did it fall out somewhere along the way?
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If there are rules, we're the ones making them. We can change them whenever we want to.
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You might say that death has relaxed me.
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