Maybe I was afraid to trust him with something so personal as my devotion.

“He moves his thumb in a slow circle over the back of my hand. It is meant to co…”

“There are no safe rooms, no safe truths, no safe secrets to tell.”

“The fire, the fire. It rages within, a campfire and then an inferno, and my bod…”

“I know that I am birdlike, made narrow and small as if for taking flight, built…”