“I once fucked a man who was unspeakably ugly, and it wasn’t even winter. What I mean is…”

“I cried on a toilet in the middle of New York City. Four times in one day. I counted. I…”

“And if I say my body is its own crumbling country, if I say I am always my own home—then…”

“What is God to me but an open-mouthed stranger?”