Being here in Detroit, our public education in this city is - it's shocking. And the oversight of it and the oversight of the teachers and the funding is nonexistent, and the priority that's put on it is so low.

This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun.

There are two stories for every life; the one you live & the one others tell

The truth is, there is no line. There's only your life, how you mess it up, and who is there to save you. Or who isn't.

We all yearn for what we have lost. But sometimes, we forget what we have.

She loved me coming and going, at my worst and at my best. She had a bottomless well of love for me.

I don't use any fance quill pens or pads, because I can't read my own handwriting. I just use whatever computer is laying around, and start writing.