But I still show up for gentleman practice in the company of lead dancers, hoping their grace will get stuck in my shoes..

Knowing me is easy. You can still twist your hair and feel silly. Look up the word tacky and have a salad. But when we're together you pull bread apa….

You're a free-standing landing pad held together by choir claps..

I am standing like shoe polish on an overstocked shelf hoping that one day someone will pick me to make things better..

Everything is out there. That's why they call it everything..

There was a typewriter buried alive in that horse, the one I road to get out of the flood..

If we were created in God’s image, then when God was a child he smushed fire ants with his fingertips and avoided tough questions..

Stop inviting walls into wide open spaces..

I don't care to be good, Sheriff. I care to be whole..

There is a point when tears don't work to wash things away anymore. Grabbing for breath has now broken my fingers..

What children and the landing of a plane most have in common is that they are best made by a line drive of pilot lights guided through a single ….

A trajectory of misery – at this point – seems intentional. We have all the information we need to see clearly. We are no longer unaware toddlers on ….

The truth is that this universe is gassy and unpredictable. It still has not said excuse me for The Big Bang. Sometimes we expect too much instead of….

I should have told You before talking in terms of Forever that any given day wears me out and works me sour, that there are nights when the sky is so….

Pretend – inside your skin – you've got a friend, who's willing to give you everything you ever wanted in exchange for all you've ever been..

What paper planes and empty seats most have in common is that they are best made by children still learning how to ride things out..

Hearts don't break, y'all. They bruise and get better..

The future gets no say in who we are..

You are the home I point to that lives in my chest..

Jordan tattoos the words "forgive me" in thick black letters down the inside of his arm so that when he looks at his wrist he will remember not to ha….

...others, with halos shaped like rollercoasters you'd stand in line to ride twice..