“I keep going backas if Im looking for something I have lostback to the motherland, sisterland, fatherlandback to the beacon, the breastthe smell and taste of the breeze,and the singing of the rain.”
“I sing. I let go. I open my arms to the kind unknown."(Brina, "A Veil of Glass and Rain")”
“I am an apple, yet i taste like a grape... Im a grapple.”
“i love walking in the rain because no one knows im dying”
“I could smell something. Fear.I could taste it now.It tasted like blood in my mouth, and I could feel it slide through me and open me up when I saw him ...”
“Im not going to stress over you anymore. It isnt worth it. I tried to work something out but you just ignored it. Im not trying to say I dont want you, because I definitely do. All Im saying is Im done chasing after you.”