Noise And Activity Are The Refuges Of

Some People Believe That I Will Go Nowhere, And Maybe They're Right, But Maybe They're Not.

Christina,'i Say,'the Factionless Have All The Guns.

The Battle We Are Fighting Is Not Against A Particular Group. It Is Against Human Nature - Or At Least What It Has Become.

No Need To Continually Insist Upon Your Unshakable Masculinity.

He Smiles In My Memory. A Curled Lip. Straight Teeth. Light In His Eyes. Laughing, Teasing, More Alive In Memory Than I M In Reality. It Was Him Or Me. I Chose Me. But I Feel Dead Too.