Then A Lightning Bolt Shot Straight Through

I Love When I Reach Marcus On The Phone And As He Says Hello, I Can Hear The Music He's Listening To In The Background. That Music Is The Sound Of Him Without Me. How He Surrounds Himself When I'm Not There, Which Is Almost All The Time.

Prayers Are Answered In One Of Four Ways,” She Said. “yes. No. I Have Something Else In Mind. And . . .” She Paused Long Enough For My Impatience To Show. “and What’s The Fourth Answer?” “wait,” She Said.

The Great Thing About Fiction Is That You Can Start Off By Telling The Truth, Then Start Making Stuff Up Like Crazy Whenever You Feel Like It.

I’m Not Sure I’ll Ever Be Finished. No Matter How Much I Write, There Will Always Be Something I Should’ve Said.

Gone For A While Hoping, Always, To Return If You Will Let Me