He is my greatest accomplishment. He’s my best friend, and I’ve known him a year. He surpassed everyone else. I can say ‘I love you’ to him, without thinking. In the past I tried to say, ‘I love you’ to a girl, thinking, I should not be telling her this too soon or she’ll leave me, or I should not be telling her this too soon, she won’t leave me alone, or I don’t mean this at all but I am going to lie to get my pee-pee touched. But this kid is art. He is a walking poem. He’s not walking yet. A crawling poem.
(written 21 February 2008)