“He has a cigarette dangling loosely from His lips, the lit end smoldering and showing itself to me as the moon. Its heat caused the colors to melt into one another and the flicked ashes streak down the sky as… — Sean Thompson Copy Share Image
“My mom once told me I shot down from the stars; you know, instead of that whole stork nonsense. I used to believe her… — Sean Thompson Copy Share Image
“I want to run around and play, too. I want to play tag without constantly being “it,” because when I chase somebody now I’m… — Sean Thompson Copy Share Image
“He has a cigarette dangling loosely from His lips, the lit end smoldering and showing itself to me as the moon. Its heat caused… — Sean Thompson Copy Share Image
