In My Head There's A Broken Balcony

There’s So Much I Can’t Read Because I Get So Exasperated. Someone Starts Describing The Character Boarding The Plane And Pulling The Seat Back. And I Just Want To Say, Babe, I Have Been Downtown. I Have Been Up In A Plane. Give Me Some Credit.

Just Because You Have Stopped Sinking Doesn't Mean You're Not Still Underwater.

An Idea Might Spark An Essay, But Never A Story.

It Is Possible To Imagine A Person So Entirely That The Image Resists Attempts To Dislodge It.

We Can Only Die In The Future, I Thought; Right Now We Are Always Alive.