wizard raze at first i think they're both girls. but that's not right. they're two gangly teenagers who haven't grown into their bodies yet. i remember how it was to be that age. to feel so whole but unhatched. he staggers in studded black platform boots like a nervous runway model breaking in a new pair of heels. a pink hello kitty backpack slows the blood that surges through his shoulders. a wizard in white sandals plods beside him. her black hat has a wide brim and a conical crown. she wears a loose-fitting white button-up shirt that's only half tucked into her brown skirt. i don't need to see their faces to know who they are. i can read what they feel for each other through the back of their heads. she tilts her chin to touch his chest and waves her staff. i watch them disappear. 220713 what's it to you? who go blather from