I sat up in bed. My T-shirt was soaking wet. My pillow was wet. My hair was wet. And my room was sticky and humid.

I don't want ta hear that kinda dirty talk comin' from you." "What, fanny? Fanny fanny fanny!

falling not flying one lost muddy shoe like the lost worlds between me and you

Sometimes things aren't what they seem and even a Seer can't see what's commin'.

Everything about me remembers everything about you

What did you do to Amma?" "I was late to school." He studied my face. I studied his. "Number 2?" I nodded. "Sharp?" "Started out sharp and then she sharpened it.

I loved her, atom by atom, one burning cell at a time.