Inside the peach, there is a stone.
He was deciding whether to cut her throat or love her forever.
Better never means better for everyone... It always means worse, for some.
When I am writing fiction, I believe I am much better organized, more methodical - one has to be when writing a novel. Writing poetry is a state of free float.
Sons branch out, but one woman leads to another.
The alcohol smell is on my fingers, cold and remote, piercing like a steel pin going in. It smells like white enamel basins. When I look up at the stars in the nighttime, cold and white and sharp, I think they must smell like that.