I was driving down the freeway listening to Third Eye Blind way too loud

My friend asks if I believe in / gay marriage

I was stationed in Osh, a forty minute flight south of the capital. I had

a decent sized apartment

Part I of the book is titled Forest. 

Bobby was going down, not on a woman or a man but fast and with extreme force into the frost covered asphalt of a Holiday Inn parking lot, five minutes from the Detroit airport.

My father is talking fast, telling me how the redhead is waiting for him.

Gone, like T9 texting, is the once exciting novelty of being important, popular, scandalous

when congress bans our faves we will smuggle them through customs and call it praxis

I knew the talk about a baby was another red flag, but the more uncontrollable Amelie became, the deeper I got hooked. I couldn’t go back to what my life was before. I think it had been drowned the

The thing about Grandma is that she seems to show up unannounced and she doesn’t care about the substance of the prayers, just that they end in Amen.

 I know Max is probably hard by the time we get to the overlook at the dam. He puts the car in park and tells me he mixed a cd, just for me, because I’m so special.

- I can’t believe this is

The sleet has stopped but the cold is something unthinkable. It lends a deathly permanence to the still, heavy darkness. I stand shivering on the sidewalk and look up at the Hollywood sign. I try to

I just thirst for barbed wire
 

He’s still rambling about my womanhood, my untapped, ethereal potential, when I reach for a tissue and blow his hot load out of my nostril.

But her coup de grace was when she started bringing a white boyfriend to our parties. He was a real champion. His name was John.

Motioning the stone girl over, she
deadpans, “It’s grenadine, not blood.”

When the angel came I was young.

“I like the way how you wriggle when
Your mind doesn’t agree with your heart”

KS

Our translation of home.

He had lost his virginity to nothing less than the beast of the swamp.