if you love me, henry, you don’t love me in a way i understand.
wishbone - richard siken, never let me down again - depeche mode, you are jeff - richard siken, hum hallelujah- fall out boy, plainwater: essays and poetry - anne carson, henry & vito via @miasmat, ghismonda with the heart of guiscardo (detail, 1650) - bernardino mei, two children in a motel bed - ethel cain , you are jeff - richard siken, never let me down again - depeche mode, wishbone - richard siken, & wishbone - richard siken.
there’s just something so eerie about henry. i guess it’s because we don’t know much about his backstory too well, i mean, he barely talks and gives us vague answers.
but im reflecting back onto his past especially his marriage to betty. what if he was different? he actually talked to other people from his own heart, not just for business or gain? what if his new start in america got him to finally be happier? he’s now not striving to be seen by his father or suffocated by his older brother’s standards. he was able to start again with a wife.
(pictures i thought reflected their relationship)
but of course there’s no happy ending for him. what a fool his younger self was to believe that he could be happy with a new life for himself. what if he realized he was doomed? that he couldn’t be loved like that ever again because betty was the last thing from his old self that kept him sane and human? now he’s bitter, what a shitty fucking world.
Empire Bay looks nothing like the one he had grown up in. The streets have names he doesn’t know, shops he doesn’t recall visiting, and strangers–people who have no fucking clue who runs this town–flailing around for shelter from the storm.
He had believed, once, that there had been something to this town. That it hadn’t just all been steel girders and lush parks and poor neighborhoods teeming with immigrant kids that dream a little too big and believe, like he had, that there’s more to the bones of something greater than themselves.
But that’s what Empire Bay is–what it always has been. He had only seen it for the bits of meat that hadn’t yet been picked clean off.
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Leo takes Vito home; Vito prepares for the end; and Marcano gives him sanctuary.
otherwise known as vito’s no good very bad horrible day. background is by beau kelly on unsplash, i just played around with some textures. happy reading!
