The horizontal world I had thought I occupied was tilting, dumping me somewhere else, somewhere new.

“Star people are rare.”

“As we meandered, she said my name three times:"Stargirl?""Yes?""That was better…”

“Whos love do you cherrish more? Hers or theirs? when you deside that, it's all …”

“It was the day of the worms. That first almost-warm, after-the-rainy-night day …”