Sure, we thought the acres
That we tilled were sacred,

But how could we have known
That wheat can haunt like ghosts

“Seems like the cold would never go away and winter would be like the bottom of …”

“I was young and frightened and craved respect and its ugly cousin, approval, so…”

“She told me that every other step was just for me.'But that's only half of the …”

“I grabbed my book and opened it up. I wanted to smell it. Heck, I wanted to kis…”