Do you embalm your heart so that it can last forever?

Sure, I felt a tinge of guilt spending all my money gambling, but what could I do? John and I were stuck in this neon prison that we had become accustomed to. All other lights in life paled in comparison. 

I am the gun and the person holding the gun and the person being shot and the ground under them that will have to catch the body.

The best part of learning you’re incapable of conceiving when you’re 11 is that you’re 11  and not being able to birth a slightly smaller version of yourself seems like a substantial victory.

Today I sat at the counter of a diner in a new town I’ve come to so I can live somewhere you’ve never been.

It’s the supposed golden age to forge friendships that later in life you will count on your hand. But your mojo is to hang with a crowd, have forbidden crushes on a few, and keep to yourself.   

They’re getting rid of all the benches and roofed-over bus stops and everything else designed for people to enjoy without having to break their own hands for it

The notes vibrated from her heart to ours, individual and collective, breathing and humming along as one. Framed in soft light and soaring from note to note, she infused us with sounds and memories, taking us back to a coffeehouse or church basement years ago when love was young, hope eternal, the future limitless. 

They’re all polite when they ask ,“What brings you here? ”As if I haven’t been visiting my entire life.