You Must Walk Alone To Find Your

I Breathe In Slowly. Food Is Life. I Exhale, Take Another Breath. Food Is Life.

I Pull My Lower Lip All The Way In Between My Teeth. If I Try Hard Enough, Maybe I Can Gobble My Whole Self This Way.... I Didn't Try Hard Enough To Swallow Myself.

Too Much Sun After A Syracuse Winter Does Strange Things To Your Head, Makes You Feel Strong, Even If You Aren't.

I Am Locked Into The Mirror And There Is No Door Out.

Be Aggressive, Be-be Aggressive! B-e A-g-g-r-e-s-s-i-v-e