"Whenever I’ve been afraid to make that leap, I’ve thought back to that moment when it seemed like my Mom’s entire world fell apart, and yet she was still convinced of her love for my soon-to-be dad.

Time gives your life a unique perspective as you get older. You see that the challenges that once seemed so scary when you were young really weren’t that scary at all. Looking back, you’re glad you took the risks. Like my mother said, ‘If you don’t get a few bruises and scrapes along the way, then you’re not living.’

And if time teaches us anything in this crazy world, it’s that nothing worth having ever comes easy.

Thank you.”


I am a mart in the dog and look, here’s some merchandise. I am a mart in the dog. Aye.

Being a mart in a dog is like being a world: overstated.

Do you know what love is if you are a mart in a dog. You sell Hoodsies and cigarettes and lotto tickets. You are real. 

Do you know what a dog is if you are trapped inside of him.

Everything is part of something.

I am part of something because my life is so stupid.

Being a mousse made of stars in the night that I want to feel is being too because I am gluey like a girl.

I even am a girl. Wow, fuck me.

Being a night inside of the mouth of a loved boy. Red black and shiny teeth with a tongue. The word of a loved boy has sense.

In a mart where there are newspapers and burnt coffee all the night long, bic pens in a jar, scratch tickets and pornography, everything’s ok. I am not the nice man in the mart I am the mart itself, which is inside of a dog who would love me by instinct except he doesn’t know I am inside of him and a mart isn’t an I.

Infinity has got to become mine so that I can know which way to turn, so that I can know in what direction something like morning is breaking.


Ariana Reines