“A U.S. Army soldier exchanges a high five with an Afghan boy during a patrol in Pul-e Alam, a town in Logar province, eastern Afghanistan, Nov. 28, 2011.”
Tonight I held a boy on heroin
Are all the boys who would have been men in boys bodies as beautifully sick and shattered as he? As unforgivably beautiful and simultaneously ruined in place, like a piece of glass, spiderwebbed in thousands of tiny little pin prick-wide cracks, held in place by an invisible frame that will be pushed out of place, one day when you have stopped remembering their sickness and beauty? “it’s the best drug in the world until you want to get off of it and then it’s the worst.”






