When they laugh, it sounds like confetti.

Memories aren't stored in the heart or the head or even the soul, if you ask me, but in the spaces between any given two people.

But no one ever said yes to make sex consensual. You took hints from body language, from the way two people came together. Why...Didn't a shake of the head or a hand pushing hard against a chest speak just as loudly? Why did you have to actually say the word no for it to be rape?

The cost of growth is always a small act of violence.

Disaster was an avalanche, gathering speed with such acceleration that you worried more about getting out of its path, not finding the pebble at its center.

Maybe mothers - consciously or subconsciously - repelled their daughters in different ways.