People tend to take stories literally these days.
The body weeps the tears the eyes never shed.
It's good to have poems that begin with tea and end with God.
Sociological prose can tell you everything, but it can't point out the grief.
In the sibling society, both the adult and the elder get lost, and no one knows where they are.
Adulthood has something to do with not choosing any of the pure points of view, but living about half of what you really want to live.