funny how the stars line up.

She tore off pieces and kept them in her mouth.

He was taking swigs out of a bottle of Listerine.

Every time they go-cart raced, she beat the living crap out of him.

Although I guess it really started on Saturday morning.

The Boy was born poor and continued to be poor.

This is a meaningful story about the intestinal parasite I picked up while living in Salt Lake City, in Ted Bundy’s house. 

A bald eagle was shot directly above my head, mid-flight, and its feathers rested gently on my scalp for the rest of geological time.

I was so broke I went to see my mother.

Esther rises and pulls the cord and moves to the front of the bus, whereupon it brakes and kneels.

Susan bought a gun that shot doors into things. The doors were small and led to incredible places.

We receive phone calls inviting us to the ocean, (a beach day!) but of course we can no longer fit in the sea. We are too big for open waters.

One day, recognize your malformed loneliness like a tumor in your throat.

Welcome. Please don’t take my talking as an assault to your personhood. 

“We need a gift that’s really her,” I said. “Really Sophia.”

“Could you define her?”

“A truly independent mind, a renovator, a cultivator.”

Since they had moved to Orangeville, Trudy found she could no longer distinguish Kevin from other men.

On the morning of my sixteenth birthday I made a list of stuff I didn't believe in anymore.

“It was misery, real misery. But, Doc keeps telling me I’m all clear, so I ain’t going to argue with him.”

"What am I supposed to do?"

i know it’s not something you really need to hear—i’m just one of many fans—but can I just take the opportunity on this comments section to say, i really love how you brush your hair

Wear the T-shirt that says “Sparkle for the Lord” in glitter instead of the one with the monster truck that you hide in your camp trunk. 

Zero to one-hundred.

Lucy seemed to love being shocking.

I was small and fragile like the antique vases in her parent’s living room, the ones we could lookbutdon’ttouch.

Mom and Drew ate tuna melt sandwiches on their porch while a light rain fell from the sky. She pointed to the sun emerging from the clouds and smiled.