The relationship with the words someone uses is more intimate and integrated than just a quick read and a blurb can ever be. This intimacy - the words on the page being sent back and forth from engage...
Who would have thought something that happened that long ago could have such power?
Then a little voice in him said, Let go, let go, let go
Our only kiss was like an accident- a beautiful gasoline rainbow.
My name was Salmon like the fish, first name Susie.
Like snowflakes,' Franny said,'none of them the same and yet each one, from where we stand, exactly like the one before
Life is a perpetual yesterday for us.
I could not imagine my youngest standing above her soiled grandmother in the wing chair and saying, "mother, let's kill her. "That's the only choice.
Your first kiss is destiny knocking.
The living room seemed to be where no living ever actually occurred.
She sat in her room on the couch my parents had given up on and worked on hardening herself. Take deep breaths and hold them. Try to stay still for longer and longer periods of time. Make yourself sma...
Loss could be used as a measure of beauty in a woman.
I realized then that they would not know when I was gone, just as they could not know how heavily I hovered in a particular room. Buckley had talked to me and I had talked back. Even if I hadn't thoug...
Hey, Ocean Eyes, my father said. Where’d you go on us?
There was one thing my murderer didn't understand; he didn't understand how much a father could love his child.
The moon is whole all the time, but we can’t always see it. What we see is an almost moon or not-quite moon. The rest is hiding just out of view, but there’s only one moon, so we follow it in the sky....
Stones and bones;snow and frost;seeds and beans and polliwogs.Paths and twigs, assorted kisses,We all know who Susie misses...
Murder had a blood red door on the other side of which was everything unimaginable to everyone.
If I had but an hour of love,if that be all that is given me,an hour of love upon this earth,I would give my love to thee.
How could it be that you could love someone so much and keep it secret from yourself as you woke daily so far from home?