“I held the boy's body between my hands
for a moment it was like
making love
the bones of my fingers resting
between the bones of his ribcages
I held him there
I guess we both felt safe
For a split second
but then he grew
stiff and then he resisted
so I pushed
up against him
I pushed until the wall
of his body vanished
into the air so thick
it was due to eat both of us up
sooner or later.”

The Voices Of The Fallers, Cherríe L. Moraga