Dad said he couldn’t move one night, said his limbs were paralyzed. Mom smiled, and dad hit the smile in its mouth. Dad said someone pulled the covers from him in the direction of the floor. Said he reached for the blankets and felt an arm, even though he couldn’t move his limbs. Said he pulled the arm and found a boy. A ghost boy who said, “Help,” and dad hit him in the mouth too.

― DOGZPLOT: THE PRECURSOR TO MY LIFE IN MOVIES by ANDREW BORGSTROM