When A Gourd Is Hollowed

Everything Matters Terribly To Children, You Know, They're Fresh And Unformed.

... People Misunderstood Death, They Died Not Of Too Little Life But Of Too Much Life, That As The Skin Withered And The Future Grew Short It Was The Past That Took On Flesh, Until Ultimately The Sheer Accumulation Of Experience And Memory Became Too Heavy To Carry.

A Man From Hell Is Not Afraid Of Hot Ashes.

Sometimes I Think We're All Tightrope Walkers Suspended On A Wire Two Thousand Feet In The Air, And So Long As We Never Look Down We're Okay, But Some Of Us Lose Momentum And Look Down For A Second And Are Never Quite The Same Again: We Know.

My Rebelliousness Went So Deep That, Faced With A Can Of Asparagus That Instructed Me To Open At This End, I Always, Stubbornly, Opened It At The Other.