You can't always be pushing people away. Someday nobody'll come back.

I feel like the world stopped. And I got off...and then it started spinning again, but too fast for me to hop back on. I feel like I'm still trying to get a...to get some kind of foothold on living

When you think of how a child experiences a series of events, it feels, for so long, like she's looking at everything from behind this glass and it's obscured.

I've learned about marrying poetry and prose and making both accessible.

No matter how big you get, it's still okay to cry because everybody's got a right to their own tears.

I pay a lot of attention to whitespace. I pay a lot of attention to the rhythm of words together.

Everything I write, I read out loud. It has to sound a certain way. It has to look a certain way on the page.