The most important part of seeing Darla every night wasn’t the fooling around. It was the few minutes we talked while holding each other, the feeling of security I got with her, the feeling of being understood and loved. Before the eruption, I woul...
Hunger of choice is a painful luxury; hunger of necessity is terrifying torture.
I was glad nobody had noticed.I might have been offended if my uncle had punched me in the shoulder and said something inane like, "so you`re a man now.
So I thought I’d feel different afterward, after the visible neon sign proclaiming 'virgin' had blinked out on my forehead. I’d spent years obessessing about it, so it seemed like somthing should have changed. Maybe it would have if I’d still b...
The few trees still upright were stripped of their branches, lonely flagpoles without a nation to claim them.
