Wear your heart on your sleeve,

I have a knife up mine

A glittering ball, a face, and a feeling that overtakes it all

What flourishes in a garden, between the blooming flowers…

Prayers went up, the sky fell down. But where was God, if not in Heaven?

If the sun is also a star, what stops me from wishing upon it?

She was his compass… but what guides a compass?

I tried to ignore the ticking clock, but it came for us anyway.

I’ll save you, if you save me, too.

Dawnlight and a smoky room. Is the glass half empty, half full, or drank to the dregs?