“...Early summer fireflies are beginning to dance above the spindly green stalks of weeds like lonesome boys looking for something beautiful and shiny to flash back at them. Lovers looking for someone to love.” — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
“The heart is a compass, steers us back to the thing we loved the most.” — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
“Just touching her makes me want to immerse myself, put my head completely under the surface of her. I want to drift, to let… — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
“He's standing in a cluster of black T-shirts - together, they look like the wilted petals on a single dead flower.” — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
“As we stand there, it hits me how quickly everything changes - how life is like peering into a kaleidoscope, and just as you're… — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
“Sanity is a sonnet with a strict meter and rhyme scheme-and my mind is free verse.” — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
“...Early summer fireflies are beginning to dance above the spindly green stalks of weeds like lonesome boys looking for something beautiful and shiny to… — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
“When I got close to him, he smelled clean and steamy, like a late June-rain. And I was reduced to a ridiculous, blubbering pile… — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
“His skin radiates so much of the day's heat that touching him feels like wading into the lake, opening my hand, and catching one… — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
“A camera winks at me from high in the bleachers like we're sharing a secret. Fans in the home section of the Fair Grove… — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
“They say it's the woman's prerogative to change her mind. But that's wrong. Guys are the one who get to say, "You know what?… — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
“There's a book of poetry in the lines of my hands that no one wants to read” — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
“The heart is a compass. It points you to the thing you love the most.” — Holly Schindler Copy Share Image
