I've read a lot of books, so I know bunches of stuff that sounds like it could be true.

We lay there and looked up at the night sky and she told me about stars called blue squares and red swirls and I told her I'd never heard of them. Of course not, she said, the really important stuff they never tell you. You have to imagine it on your own.

You're the strangest person I ever met, she said & I said you too & we decided we'd know each other a long time.

In my dream the angel shrugged and said, if we fail this time, it will be a failure of imagination. And then she placed the world gently in the palm of my hand.

There are lives I can imagine without children but none of them have the same laughter & noise.

There is nothing more I ask of this life than this moment, exactly so. And suddenly forever seems like too short a time.

There are some days when no matter what I say it feels like I'm far away in another country & whoever is doing the translating has had far too much to drink.