Her Instagram profile had a link to her Twitter, where she was still following a user named nkogneato,
which turned out to be Davis’s Twitter handle—I knew because he’d posted a picture of his brother doing a cannonball into their pool.
The nkogneato username led me to a YouTube profile—the user seemed to like mostly basketball highlights
and those really long videos where you watch someone play a video game—
and then eventually, after scrolling through many pages of search results, to a blog.
At first, I couldn’t tell for sure if the blog was Davis’s.
Each post began with a quote and then featured a short little paragraph that was never quite autobiographical enough to place him,
like this one: “At some point in life the world’s beauty becomes enough.
You don’t need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is enough.” TONI MORRISON
Last night I lay on the frozen ground, staring up at a clear sky only somewhat ruined by light pollution
and the fog produced by my own breathno telescope or anything, just me and the wide-open sky
and I kept thinking about how sky is a singular noun, as if it’s one thing.
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