I feel like I'm playing chess underwater. The pieces keep floating away. I don't know where things are. I can't figure out tomorrow.

“This was the ghetto: where children grow down instead of up.”

“She was bendable light: she shone around every corner of my day.”

“Who are you if you lose your favorite person? Can you lose your favorite person…”

“When you own nothing, it's easy to let things go.”