Eventually, Everything Gets Stuck Between A Pair

He Dares Not Concern Himself With The Future For Fear Of Disturbing The Present.

The Recounting Of A Life Is A Cheat...even Our Own Stories Are Obscenely Distorted.

Our Friendship Is Made Up Of These Brief Frenzied Exchanges, But The Quality Of Our Conversation, For All Its Feverish Outpouring, Is Genuine.

A Woman's Life Isn't Worth A Plateful Of Cabbage If She Hasn't Felt Life Stir Under Her Heart. Taking A Little One To Nurse, Watching Him Grow To Manhood, That's What Love Is.

Anyone's Childhood Can Be An Act Of Disablement If Rehearsed And Replayed And Squinted At In A Certain Light. . .