Absent parents aren't abusive per se. They're neglectful. They love in a very imperfect way. There are parents like that, and they do love their daughters and sons, but they're not parents in the way that we might think of it.

Absent parents aren't abusive per se. They're neglectful. They love in a very imperfect way. There are parents like that, and they do love their daughters and sons, but they're not parents in the way that we might think of it.

I wondered if my smile was as big as hers. Maybe as big. But not as beautiful.

If you want to be a writer, you don't want to live in a comfortable place.

I got to thinking that poems were like people. Some people you got right off the bat. Some people you just didn't get--and never would get.

The summer sun was not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belonged to the rain.

You are thirst and thirst is all I know