Meteor Love
For John, a prayer * The following is a true story, but with most names changed to protect the innocent and guilty alike. You know who you are anyway. I am cursed to fall in love under the stars- or at least under shooting stars, meteors, Spanish meteoros- however you say it, an inadequate word for a phenomenon as otherworldly as love itself. These fleeting, disintegrating fragments of wonder from broken comets and, literally, star dust and detritus, seem inextricably and inexplicably bound...