"When can I say your name and have it mean only your name and not what you left behind?"
- ocean vuong
YOU ARE READING
Keeping The Surfer
Teen Fiction"How gnarly of you," I rolled my eyes. "Kennedy, you don't know the half of it." His gaze burned with treasured desire. "I could surf waves on your neck with my lips." My eyebrows rose and I slid my hands down his waist and watched his eyelids flut...
Epigraph
"When can I say your name and have it mean only your name and not what you left behind?"
- ocean vuong
