Extraits

"Where have your tears gone? Have they went hiding behind your mother’s apron? Or your father’s voice? A lover’s wants? Have they fallen faceless back into your soul? Retreated in a stiffened silence? Some of the most beautiful things come from ugly, like an ugly cry, with little breath and weeping spit. Who taught you that this kind of rainfall was shameful ?"

"Realizing we’d gotten our feet wet for far longer than we could imagine; that we’d laid there far longer than we would’ve liked to. But maybe the water was good for a while. It taught us to swim truly and to appreciate when the sun kisses our crown; when our breath finally lets out the wind at the surface. It taught us that maybe we aren’t too much, or ever too exempt. It taught us that in time everyone, and I mean everyone learns to swim in deep waters."

"Fighting a universal war in chiffon and dandelion"