1
Darkness doesn't have fingers that twist into my flesh.S.M. Parker
2
His chair glides a few inches closer and he's in my face, all shoulders and cologne.S.M. Parker
3
A small metal marble pinballs within my chest, banging and clanging against all the routes inside me.S.M. Parker
4
Lying on my bed, my brain cyclones with thoughts of men and boys and boys and men. All making the wrong choices.S.M. Parker
5
It's not the game, Zee. It's the fame. Everyone wants to be affiliated with a winner.S.M. Parker