“He clenches his fist against my back and speaks into my neck. His voice is warm. I didn't mean to take it this far.. I lift my blurry eyes. That still means you meant to take it.” — R. A. Nelson Copy Share Image
“Something inside my chest breaks loose and falls. It never stops falling.” — R. A. Nelson Copy Share
“He clenches his fist against my back and speaks into my neck. His voice is warm. I didn't mean to take it this far..… — R. A. Nelson Copy Share
“Why do people need other people so much? Why can't we just do our work and go home? Why do we have to talk… — R. A. Nelson Copy Share
“There's a deliciousness to my agony that wasn't there before- I know he's not going away. I know it's real.” — R. A. Nelson Copy Share
“Was there ever really a chance for us? What is down in the middle of him, his very center? Does he even have a… — R. A. Nelson Copy Share
