But then I think about my sister and what a shell-less turtle she was and how she wanted me to be one too. C'mon, Lennie, she used to say to me at least ten times a day. C'mon Len. And that makes me feel better, like it's her life rather than her death that is now teaching me how to be, who to be.

The Color Of Extraordinary.

Our tongues have fallen madly in love and gotten married and moved to Paris.

I didn't know love felt like this, like turning into brightness.

And then he smiles, and in all the places around the globe where it's night, day breaks.

We wish with our hands, that's what we do as artists.

He smiles and takes his index finger and presses it to my lips, leaves it there until my heart lands on Jupiter: three seconds, then removes it, and heads back into the living room. Whoa - well, that was either the dorkiest or sexiest moment of my life, and I'm voting for sexy on account of my standing here dumbstruck and giddy, wondering if he did kiss me after all.