How can something that doesn't have a form, doesn'r have a definition, doesn't have words-how can it have such weight? And yet, there's the need to swim.

“In the darkest part of our hearts, we used to think that maybe they were right.…”

“I get lost in ifs. They are always there if if if if and I should only be able …”

“Gone is not forgotten, but our lives cannot be a memorial. This city cannot be …”

“That day.Even though my back is turned,I can see what's going on.The sound of t…”