Until tonight, she thought death was for grandparents and goldfish.

It is my destiny to know people who abuse punctuation.

We don’t come from places. We come from time. From traumatic moments that cannot be undone.

It’s June and the city is ripe with meaningless fecal heat. It will be a different kind of hot in LA, the kind that made the Beach Boys all tan and giddy, a heat that doesn’t harass you in the shade.

Love is breathing heavily, it’s clear she’s never talked about this to anyone. You know when someone is opening up a so private, that there isn’t a key.

She says you can’t pretend you have nothing when you have so much.

Memories are all the same at their core; it’s just us trying to keep each other alive, the best parts anyway.

T-shirt lifts just enough so that you can see my midsection – you need something to dream about – and.

When I get nasty like that, it’s like I’m standing outside of myself and I know I’m being terrible and irrational but there’s nothing I can do about it.

If you knew what I went through to get into your home, that I messed up my back trying to know you, inside and out, you’d judge me for it.