I Am Locked Into The Mirror And

My Face Becomes A Picasso Sketch, My Body Slicing Into Pieces.

I Knew It!" He Pumps A Fist Into The Air. "you've Fallen In Love With Me. You Want To Have My Babies. We'll Get A Team Of Horses And A Covered Wagon And We'll Journey To South America And Raise Goats.

I Am Getting Better At Smiling When People Expect It.

I Knit The Afternoon Away. I Knit Reasons For Elijah To Come Back. I Knit Apologies For Emma. I Knit Angry Knots And Slipped Stitches For Every Mistake I Ever Made, And I Knit Wet, Swollen Stitches That Look Awful. I Knit The Sun Down.

My Face Becomes A Picasso Sketch, My Body Slicing Into Pieces.