And an ocean can swallow you, even when you can swim..

We are renters and borrowers and, in the end, only thieves..

We have learned by now that our beauty does not count as a possession. The only thing we truly own is our legend..

The world rushes through us. We are peaceful. We are as deep and black as space. Staring up at the stars, we see only our own image reflected back at….

The summer following the winter that my mother took off into something called Women's Land for what I could only guess would be all eternity, my fath….

Jeff is the annoying kind of Scrabble player who plays a lot of obscure two-letter words that shouldn't count but for whatever reason are considered ….

Being a man is bullshit; maybe trying to be a man had been the problem all along. At a certain point you just have to trust someone. Even if it’s onl….