same old me again today

by Emily Dickinson

For public libraries, one of the ways we secure funding year to year is lending. Governments don’t want to fund more books if they’re not being used and the way we measure use is by issues. Regardless of whether you read it or not, whether you have it for a day or a month, if you issue it to your library card, we get the stats! It makes the library look good!

“Tanrak, why are you running? I’m not running. You’re running from yourself. Tanrak. Are you hurt? Can we just talk? Hm? I have nothing to say. You don’t have things to say or you just don’t dare say it? Hm? Don’t do this, Barth. Tanrak. Whatever’s on your mind, just tell me. Please talk to me. I’m begging you. I don’t understand, Barth. I don’t know anything. I don’t even understand myself. You do. You’re just scared to admit it, aren’t you? Just now, you felt what I felt too, didn’t you? Tanrak. Will things never be the same now? You know everything, don’t you? Know what? That I’m not God’s favourite son. I don’t understand. I like guys. Tanrak. I like you. Are you mad at me? I’m not God’s favourite son either.”