Hers was a famous face.

you had to actually cross a damn street, vacate your brain, and say, "you two hellions are going to combust from all this torrid public defilement."

I remember a painting of a young girl (this could have been me) who had just given birth. She was almost smiling while she slept. Her upper lip was violet with exhaustion. One hand left up behind her head where it was thrown during the exertion of birth

Leaning toward Joshua, Stuart says softly, “Take it easy, okay? We’ll bury him. He shouldn’t be left here, in your kitchen.” Joshua glares. “Don’t you fucking move him.”

I got an email notification that your relationship status had changed to Single...

They are light, their souls, yours among them. And women who seduce you should understand that, and use their bodies carefully, so that you are unharmed by the night that is filled with them. The beautiful youth who would turn their flower as if you wer

Miracles don’t happen to the poor.

The plentiful world was balanced on my bare shoulders, the torch of daylight playing there. We were like goddesses of snow, of childbirth, household fires perpetually burning with lust, crying aloud with your beautiful thighs held in close between my thig