I wanted him to hold me, to take care of me. To make the pain dissolve away. I know that this was part of what had ruined everything but I wanted it once more anyway.
Francesca Lia BlockEverything was fine, but Weetzie wanted a baby. โHow could you want one?โ My Secret Agent Lover Man said. โThere are way too many babies. And diseases. And nuclear accidents. And crazy psychos. We cant have a baby,โ he said.
Francesca Lia BlockI will be thin and pure like a glass cup. Empty. Pure as light. Music. I move my hands over my body - my shoulders, my collarbone, my rib cage, my hip bones like part of an animal skull, my small thighs. In the mirror my face is pale and my eyes look bruised. My hair is pale and thin and the light comes through. I could be a lot younger than seventeen. I could be a child still, untouched.
Francesca Lia Block