it's when I cry that oh, I feel my center unfold but that makes me more vulnerable, yes? the unfolding is the shell breaking and the...

here’s your present, I told you and I held your hand as we walked out into the desert and stood there feeling our skin blaze, fires at...

he wears thick dark frames, his pale overwashed shirt hanging limply over his thin body as he hunches over his soup watching as it grows...

before you scatter me on the surface of the sea, just know that I wept for you for years, like my mother did for her own father (she...