a second chance

She closed the door behind him but he didn't hear it lock.

Cold Pursuit

T. Jefferson Parker

Tegan Olivia 8lbs 13oz

Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.

Elizabeth Stone

Before She Died

When I look at the sky now, I look at it for you.
As if with enough attention, I could take it in for you.

Before She Died [excerpt]
Karen Chase

the vehicle that drove my spirit forward

...my father used to say, "If you are alive, there is hope for a better day and something good to happen. If there is nothing good left in the destiny of a person, he or she will die." I thought about these words during my journey, and they kept me moving even when I didn't know where I was going.

A Long Way Gone
Ishmael Beah

technology vs simplicity

borrowed from the woman in the elevator:

"Sometimes, instant is too soon."

So you could be with me?

And then later in the darkness: Can I ask you something?
Yes. Of course you can.
What would you do if I died?
If you died I would want to die too.
So you could be with me?
Yes. So I could be with you.
Okay.

The Road
Cormac McCarthy

Introduction To Poetry

I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide

or press an ear against its hive.

I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out,

or walk inside the poem's room
and feel the walls for a light switch.

I want them to waterski
across the surface of a poem
waving at the author's name on the shore.

But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.

They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.

Introduction to Poetry
Billy Collins

Nicole's new tat.

invoke your angels

interior rules

...for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires...

The Great Gatsby
F. Scott Fitzgerald

hopelessly I should add

All at once we were madly, clumsily, shamelessly, agonizingly in love with each other; hopelessly I should add, because that frenzy of mutual possession might have been assuaged only by our actually imbibing and assimilating every particle of each other's soul and flesh...

Lolita
Vladimir Nabokov