Everything 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 BlockThink of your pain like a bunch of red roses, a beautiful thorn necklace. Everyone has one.
Francesca Lia BlockYou were just a boy on a bed in a room, like a kaleidoscope is a tube full of bits of broken glass. But the way I saw you was pieces refracting the light, shifting into an infinite universe of flowers and rainbows and insects and planets, magical dividing cells, pictures no one else knew.
Francesca Lia Blockthe rain is coming. little sister, the night broke. the thunder cracked my brain finally. the rain is coming, i promise you. i didnโt mean to but your tears will bring life back. purple flowers grow, the colour blood looks in the veins. theyโll sprout out of my chest. i promise you theyโll crack the ground, grow over the freeways, down the slopes to the sea. iโll be in their faces. iโll be in the waves, coming down from the sky. iโll be inside the one who holds you. and then i wonโt be.
Francesca Lia Block