Like Putting A Name To My Problems

The Next Day, She Was Silent. For Breakfast, She Murdered An Onion And Served It Raw.

In My Experience, Ghosts Are Made Up Only Of The Living, People You Know Are Out There But Are Forever Out Of Range

Imagine A World In Which No Writer Has Written A Literary Novel In Sixty Years. Imagine A Place Where Not A Single Person Has Read A Book That Is Truly About The Character At Its Center.

I Am A Champion Standing Over The Shadow Of My Former Self.

I'd Known That The Visit Would Be Highly Scripted And That Genuine Interactions With Citizens Wouldn't Be Possible, Since It's Illegal For Them To Speak With Foreigners. Still, I'd Thought I'd Had A Unique Look At North Korea, Only To Discover I Was Wrong.