Our love is our burden.

She let him go once. Every day demands that she release him over and over again.

My childhood was marked by the great fear of nuclear holocaust. We practiced our Civil Defense Drills, lining up in hallways, curled to the floor, but we knew we'd die or, worse, survive only to suffer radiation and slow death.

I don't know when I'm writing dark. I don't know when I'm writing funny or even heartbreaking. I'm always just trying to write it true.

Beauty, you can find it here if you look hard enough.

The fact is there are many women who nod politely, even agree openly within their male-dominated often highly educated cultures, but vote their own minds.

Love is a luxury. It's something that people are allowed to indulge in when they're not simply trying to survive and keep other people alive.