And Yet You Are All

There Are Women In My Closet, Hanging On The Hangers. A Different Woman For Each Suit, Each Dress, Each Pair Of Shoes. I Hoard Clothes. My Makeup Spills From The Bathroom Drawers, And There Are Different Women For Different Lipsticks.

I Began To Measure Things In Absence Instead Of Presence.

We Turn Skeletons Into Goddesses And Look To Them As If They Might Teach Us How Not To Need.

The Term “starvation Diet” Refers To 900 Calories A Day. I Was On One-third Of A Starvation Diet. What Do You Call That? One Word That Comes To My Mind: “suicide.

Hatred Is So Much Closer To Love Than Indifference.