We Smile, Because This Is How We

I Notice Faint Scars On Her Wrists And Forearms, Thin Lines Too Symmetrical To Be Accidents.

Is This Muteness A Real Physical Handicap? One Of The Many Symptoms Of Being Dead?or Do We Just Have Nothing Left To Say?

It's Rare That I Read More Than Two Or Three Books By Any One Author, Usually Only One.

Enough White Lies Can Scorch The Earth Black.

What's The Point Of Trying To Fix A World We're So Briefly In?