I feel the flatline of my existence disrupting, forming heartbeat hills and valleys — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
Just... ate," M says, frowning at me a little. "Two days...ago." I grab my stomach again. "Feel empty. Feel... dead." He nods.… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
He is spent. His mind is mercury again, its brief surge of humanity melting into an oily residue on its surface, and… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
I can feel it... the chance to start over, to live right, to love right, to burn up in a fiery cloud… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
I feel an unfamiliar but pleasant sensation in my lips, tugging them upward. This is... new. — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
I hate that she's hurt. I hate that she's been hurt, by me and by others, throughout the entire arc of her… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
Of course, if I eat all of him, if I spare his brain, he'll rise up and follow me back to the… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
A month ago there was nothing on Earth I missed, enjoyed, or longed for. I knew I could lose everything and not… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
In my palm I can feel the echo of her pulse, standing in for the absense of mine. — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
She hugs me. It's tentative at first, a little scared, and yes, a little repulsed, but then she melts into it. She… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“These people, these beautiful Living women, they don't seem to make the connection between me and the creatures that keep killing everything they love.… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“You and I are victims of the same disease. We're fighting the same war, just different battles in different theaters, and it's way too… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“She looks at her wrist, those thin scars like an entry stamp for some horrible concert. 'All the shitty stuff people do to themselves...… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“I guess I talk a lot of shit about Perry, but it's not like I'm such a shiny happy person either, you know? I'm… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses. — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
I feel the flatline of my existence disrupting, forming heartbeat hills and valleys — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
But it does make me sad that we've forgotten our names. Out of everything, this seems to me the most tragic. I miss my… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
It's not like I'm such a shiny happy person either, you know? I'm a wreck too, I'm just... still alive. — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“I run through the dark entry corridor toward the light on the other end, wondering if this is a birth canal or the tunnel… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
