With you, intimacy colors my voice. Even 'hello' sounds like 'come here'.
My heart is a flower blossoming out of my mouth.
I tend to the wound so often, it never heals.
Make peace with your body, it's not manmade, there are no flaws, there are no mistakes.
You can't make homes out of human beings.
Apathy is the same as war, it all kills you, she says. Slow like cancer in the breast or fast like a machete in the neck.