Cidney Swanson

“For the record, chocolate’s a pretty decent antidote for unrequited love.”

“Then like gravity, or maybe like magnets, our lips met again because they had to. And in that touch it felt like I was buried treasure he’d crossed seven seas to claim. I couldn’t feel the edges of my own body anymore; I was melting into his.”

“I’ve been trying to figure something out. Why on earth would your ponytail stick straight out from your head?”

“Did the continents, I wondered, feel lonely for each other as they drifted apart eons ago?”