Choke

humiliation is humiliation only when you choose to suffer

The little peckerwood

The little cooz

You're not getting any younger

Art never comes from happiness."

Someday it will be a doctor saving people. Returning them to happiness. Or something better than happiness: peace.

It'll be respected.

Someday

the girl traced the outline of her lover's shadow so she would always have a record of how he looked, a document of this exact moment, the last moment they would be together

That you had to risk your life to get love. You had to get right to the edge of death to ever be saved

the words come boiling out as white clouds that show how big inside her lungs are

Become a doctor. You could make something out of yourself. Treat yourself to a dinner out. Color your hair.

You're not getting any younger