There is something in us that loves certain disasters and the fever of this moment and surrendering to that.
This Forest eats itself and lives forever.
Science doesn't tell us what we should do. It only tells us what is.
A woman without a man -- a condition of 'manlessness' -- is defined as alone. But a single mother is less alone than the average housewife.
To think is not always to see.
I stir in bed and the memories rise out of me like a buzz of flies from a carcass. I crave to be rid of them.