“Phoebe makes her way and leaves. Grant is frozen. A whole minute goes by. Then, he reaches forward, clutching the air that used to be occupied. It was occupied right? Yes. Yes, she was right here. Right here. Oh, how… — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“Goodbyes are hard because now all I will have Is a beloved, but incomplete form of you. You'll continue to shape and shift into a new person And I'll be stuck here loving an old version.” — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“We tend to chew life into pieces to make it easier for us to swallow, but the challenge is to know that life is… — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“And when we go to sleep, we ought to greet the bed completely out of breath from the day. We must have tree sap… — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“It seems like a long time, but what are nine years except for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and thinking about the past?” — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“Do you have an opinion or did you just become everyone else?” — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“But imagine,” said Mars, “being a comet. I want you to imagine a divine force in someone that pushes them through the world, infinitely,… — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“Just because they write something In this font And break apart their lines To rhyme To dramatize To imitate Doesn’t make what they say… — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“How are you? Did you ever go to Brazil? What do you eat in a day? Are you off the pills? Did you find… — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“Phoebe makes her way and leaves. Grant is frozen. A whole minute goes by. Then, he reaches forward, clutching the air that used to… — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“Some people’s routines are so consistent, their shits are the same. Dammit, if you’ve been pooping the same smooth shits for a month, you’re… — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“We are our own art. If everything else fails, it’s all we have. And that’s pretty great.” — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“We only knew each other for a day or so, but how many good days do we really have, you know?” — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“I wish I hadn't met you in the rain: it comes every winter. I wish you hadn't told me your favorite wine: I've become… — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
“Beneath the nice book cover, camera angles, format of the page, size of the canvas, sound of the song – was someone with something… — Karl Kristian Flores Copy Share Image
