Telling The Truth Is A Beautiful Act

I'm An American. We're A People Diseased With Progress.

Pain Revealed The Paltry Dimensions Of Love. The Paltry Dimensions Of Everything, In Fact, Except Pain.

One Develops An Instinct For Letting Silence Do The Heavy Lifting. In The Three, Four, Five Seconds That Passed Without Either Of Us Speaking, The Many Ways The Conversation Could Go Came And Went Like Time-lapse Film Of Flowers Blooming And Dying.

Grace Only Exists To Be Fallen From.

Peace Is Purchased In The Currency Of Loss.