They say, “Stay quiet, silly girls,”
and we say, “Fuck you,”
with a smile of course,
and when the anger subsides,
the weapon of love annihilates all...
So here we are, in the dark of the night, swimming in the moon rays. Here we all are -- you, me, the Boys and Girls Who Lived, carrying, always, the last living fragments of our own attempted murderers, and remembering, if we can, that it is not our abilities that make us who we are, but our choices.