“Where did my friend go? Was there a place they all gathered, the lost and self destructive? Was there a room they put them in? Necks burnt with rope or holes in their skulls. Beach-water bloated. I will know this… — Brendan Cowell Copy Share Image
“I loved everything about her, and I didn't care how dark she got. If anything it was what I loved the most, the veil… — Brendan Cowell Copy Share Image
“Where did my friend go? Was there a place they all gathered, the lost and self destructive? Was there a room they put them… — Brendan Cowell Copy Share Image
“We were the wrong age for love and yet it was all we could think about.” — Brendan Cowell Copy Share Image
“Because it was all I wanted to fucking know. It was all I wanted to know in this fucking world: where did the beautiful… — Brendan Cowell Copy Share Image
“All the tiny things made this mammoth union up, all the times he had picked her up from Sutherland station, made her chicken salad… — Brendan Cowell Copy Share Image
“Limitless honesty and insight jetting out of my skull down my veins into the keyboard and away. I unraveled all the entrails of my… — Brendan Cowell Copy Share Image
“But those eyes, those big green eyes of hers, they bore right into me with crippling force. She wanted it too much; the space… — Brendan Cowell Copy Share Image
“It is easy to jump out of the village, move to the cities, and spend your time poking fun at the little places we… — Brendan Cowell Copy Share Image
