“I do not hold my breath waiting for the bell. I close my eyes and let the night be night and the smell be smell, and I practice the plain grace of staying.”

“You see, I am a great tragedy of love really. Once consumed of an extraordinary person, that is to say, I was once consumed extraordinarily. True love has both destroyed and contained me.”

“Vision blurred / but I could feel / the one place / the last of you / stayed in my heart.”