Sometimes I feel so full of holes that I couldn't keep anything inside if I wanted to.

She is like autumn ( Read more... )

I can see her. I did see her, but you never did. I wish you could. She was beautiful, tiny, filled with strengths I never knew existed. She had the darkest violet eyes, and the smallest mouth unless she was smiling. Then it consumed her face, and it was radiant. I remember going into her bedroom before school, after she had left for work, and ( Read more... )