For The Longest Time, It

That Doesn't Sound Like My Margo", She Said, And I Thought Of My Margo, And All Of Us Looking At Her Reflection In Different Funhouse Mirrors.

But Once That String Gets Cut, Kid, You Can't Uncut It. Do You Get What I'm Saying?

Isn't It Also That On Some Fundamental Level We Find It Difficult To Understand That Other People Are Human Beings In The Same Way That We Are? We Idealize Them As Gods Or Dismiss Them As Animals.

She Said 'i Love You' As If It Were A Secret, And An Immense One.

Anything That Happens All At Once Is Just As Likely To Unhappen All At Once, You Know?