Our only kiss was like an accident- a beautiful gasoline rainbow.

Part of the creative process for me is an invitation for readers to follow their imagination.

A father's suspicion...' she began. Is as powerful as a mother's intuition.' ~pg 87, Ruana Singh and Jack Salmon

He had a moment of clarity about how life should be lived: not as a child or as a woman. They were the two worst things to be.

Those who say they would rather fight to the death than be raped are fools. I would rather be raped a thousand times. You do what you have to.

At fourteen, my sister sailed away from me into a place I’d never been. In the walls of my sex there was horror and blood, in the walls of hers there were windows.

As if in the other side of his kiss there could ve a new life