“If you’re listening to this, you know that I’m dead.”
“My friends joke that I’m dead until I get onstage. I’m dead right now as you’re speaking to me.”
“Alejandro saw you looking at them.” “I’m looking at you,” Mahlia said. “That mean you’re dead, too?”
“I don’t have time to kill you, and you don’t have time to die, because I’m not into redundancy, and you’re already dead.”
“I want you to know that I’m serious. You’re not a hook up. You’re not a friend with benefits. You’re more than that to me.”
“You’re not dead, but you’re not alive, either. You’re a wintergirl, Lia-Lia, caught in between the worlds. You’re a ghost with a beat- ing heart. Soon you’ll cross the border and be with me. I’m so stoked. I miss you wicked.”