“His touch seared all the way through to my bones. Each touch after would pale in comparison. For the rest of my life.” — Missy Anne Copy Share Image
“His touch seared all the way through to my bones. Each touch after would pale in comparison. For the rest of my life.” — Missy Anne Copy Share Image
“Small children are capable of great love. Love that overwhelms. Love that changes small worlds completely. Dangerous feelings that blot out everything.” — Missy Anne Copy Share Image
“Funny how someone can be so beautiful and totally fucked up at the same time.” — Missy Anne Copy Share Image
“Because we knew that grunge was the sound of a screaming saw blade—a spawning salmon flicking gravel. It looked like a clearcut. And if… — Missy Anne Copy Share Image
