Anger, though, is too fierce a flame to last for long, and when it burned out, I was left numb and wondering.
What if what you know isn’t what people want to hear?
How could you beat an enemy you couldn't see?
I close my eyes, thinking that there is nothing like an embrace after an absence, nothing like fitting my face into the curve of his shoulder and filling my lungs with the scent of him.
You can miss a person you've never known.
Joseph Obomsawin, the elder I lived with there, says that those who turn to animals do so because humans have let them down.