It's a shame we can't just admit that we failed family living, sell the house, split up the money, and get on with our lives.

Death is funny, when you think about it. Everybody does it, but nobody knows how, exactly how.

School libraries are the foundations of our culture – not luxuries.

Bologna girl, that's me.

I inscribe three lines, hush hush hush, into my skin. Ghosts trickle out.

Can the plural possessive express the feelings in your heart? If you don't learn art now, you will never learn to breathe!

I am so sorry. I wish you knew even one tenth of one percent of how sorry I am. ...It was my fault. Can I kill myself here, or should I do it outside, so the mess on your carpet doesn't upset your mother?