We kiss. Her hands are freezing on my face, and she tastes like coffee and the smell of the onion is still stuck in my nose, and my lips are all dry from the endless winter. And it's awesome.

I hope we get pulled over, he says. I'd like to see how the cop responds to a black man wearing a Confederate T-shirt over a black dress.

I didn’t need you, you idiot. I picked you. And then you picked me back.

And since she drove to work every morning, I could only use the car on weekends. Well, weekends and the middle of the goddamned night.

And it was just the three of us - three bodies and two people - the three who knew what had happened and too many layers between all of us too much keeping us from one another.

It has been my experience that maximizing income is a helluva lot less important than maximizing passion and fulfillment in your both professionally and personally.

The light filtered throught the leaves and pine needles above as if through lace, the ground spotted in shadow.