Nobody, she felt, understood her-not her mother, not her father, not her sister or brother, none of the girls or boys at school, nadie - except her man.

If Aphrodite chills at home in Cyprus for most of the year, then Fez must be the goddess’s playground

Foisting an identity on people rather than allowing them the freedom and space to create their own is shady.

Come to think of it, maybe God is a He after all, because only a cruel force would create something this beautiful and make it inaccessible to most people

This is what I know about my parents. They spent the next several years trying to forget each other, and me.

I have never bought into the idea that blood is thicker than water. Love and respect are meant to be earned from our children, our spouses, our families, and our friends.

The hospital room was as cold as dead skin, the hallway crowded with lost souls and reeking of illness.