"Bree is / no imaginary playmate, / no overactive pituitary, / no alter ego, moving in. / Hers is the face I wear, / treading the riptide, / fathomless oceans where / good girls drown" (pg. 8.)

"I've been alone since my mom met Scott. / He sucked the nectar from her heart / like a famished butterfly. No nurture, / no nourishment left for Kristina" (pg. 13.)

"She was right. And I still had not forgiven her. Maybe he wasn't perfect. But he was still my dad" (pg. 37.)

"I kept to the shadows, / observing the game / I hadn't dared play, / absorbing the rules / with adhesive eyes" (pg. 43.)

"I couldn't believe / his confession: / No one can measure up to your mom" (pg. 64.)

"We used to / do coke, till "Just / Say No" put the stuff / out of reach. Now it's crank. / Meth. The monster. It's a bitch / on the body, but damn do you fly" (pg. 68.)

"Fire! Your nose ignites, / flameless...