He Came To This Country Like A

Once I've Discovered The Story, I Might Restructure It, Maybe Move Things Around, Set Up A Clue That Something Is Going To Happen Later, But That Happens Much Later In An Editorial Capacity.

Love Is So Small It Can Tear Itself Through The Eye Of A Needle

Do You Understand The Sadness Of Geography?

The Past Is Still, For Us, A Place That Is Not Safely Settled.

You Built Your Walls Too, She Tells Him. So I Have My Wall. She Says It Glittering In A Beauty He Cannot Stand. She With Her Beautiful Clothes With Her Pale Face That Laughs At Everyone Who Smiles At Her.