In Our Rags Of Light, All Dressed

I Don't Even Hate Books Anymore.

No One Masters The Heart.

If Your Life Is A Leaf That The Seasons Tear Off And Condemn They Will Bind You With Love That Is Graceful And Green As A Stem.

Friend, When You Speak This Carefully I Know It Is Because You Don't Know What To Say.

A Scar Is What Happens When The Word Is Made Flesh.