by Aldo Amparan
I stare at the stars inside Lazarus’s eyes. They’re dripping madness and content into a place where everything’s broken up into shades of gray, where people walk synchronized steps upon lands made of monochromatic beings, holding portfolios in their right hands, and their lives in their left hands. There’s hope inside Lazarus’s eyes. His stars pledge escape from a realism that isn’t worth believing in — precious insanity to relieve our minds. And only I am worthy of their sighting. Only I am worthy of him.
Aldo Amparan is a college student majoring in English and Film. He lives in El Paso, Texas. His work has been included in Chrysalis 2008.