Having taken on the care of foster children, a mother forced her own daughter to beat them. According to her later account: Mom puts the fly swatter …

- Julie Gregory

I start to see that I surround myself with broken people; more broken than me. Ah, yes, let me count your cracks. Let's see, one hundred, two... yes,…

- Julie Gregory

When I look in the fridge, I see groceries, but I don't see food. My stomach growls; but there is no appetite. Appetite and hunger are different. App…

- Julie Gregory

I pride myself on how little space I take up. I am going to shrink and shrink until I am a dry fall leaf, complete with a translucent spine and britt…

- Julie Gregory

But the memories that hang heaviest are the easiest to recall.

- Julie Gregory

But the memories that hang heaviest are the easiest to recall. They hold in their creases the ability to change one's life, organically, forever. Eve…

- Julie Gregory

Books are my friends, where it's okay to be silent, where you're not a freak if you don't want to get drunk, peel out in the parking lot, tip cows.

- Julie Gregory