Them back. Sometimes, I hit them first. Oh,
Snakes,
She gave her a good clout to the ear.
Purposefully
Orange chest-hair
Night, there was a real bad thunderstorm. But what woke me up wasn’t the thunder and lightning. It was Winn-Dixie, whining and butting his head against my bedroom door. Winn-Dixie, I said. What are yo...
Greatly. If you have no intention of loving or being loved, then the whole journey is pointless.
Cry. The
Composed
Cock his head this way and that. Called him Cricket, on
William Spiver said that the universe was expanding…that means there will be more of everything! More cheese puffs, more jelly sandwiches, more words, more poems, more love. And more giant donuts…mayb...
Why would you save me?Because you, mouse, can tell Gregory a story. Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell Gregory a story. Make some light.'- A Tale of...
Who can say what astonishments are hidden inside the most mundane being?
When the other Dr. Meescham was alive and I could not sleep, do you know what he would do for me? This man would put on his slippers and he would go out into the kitchen and he would fix for me sardin...
What matters when all is said and done is not who puts us down, but who picks us up.
What matters when all is said and done is not who puts us down but who picks up.
We appreciate the complicated and wonderful gifts you give us in each other. And we appreciate the task you put down before us, of loving each other the best we can, even as you love us.
To have someone get out of bed and bring you little fishes and sit with you as you eat them in the dark of night. To hum to you. This is love.
To Flora, the doorbell sounded like the electric chair. Not
Thinking about her was the same as the hole you keep on feeling with your tongue after you lose a tooth. Time after time, my mind kept going to that empty spot, the spot where I felt like she should b...