She smoothes the front of the dress, looking down at her hands, at her bitten fingernails, at her big feet in the pointy-toe shoes. This is a woman's dress, she thinks, a young woman's dress. It is...

Goodbye. Goodbye. I can't feel you anymore. The night is almost too beautifully pure for my soul to contain. I walk with my arms spread open under the big fat moon. Heroic weeds rise up from the...

That amazing time in our lives is gone, and will never return. All the beautiful possibilities we had then have been swallowed up in the flow of time.

What's so beautiful about girls? I would implore. And the secret society of adults would reply with a smirk and wink as if I was merely a boy who couldn't possibly have the mental maturity to...

I was physically attacked by a woman who didn't even know me. Yes, my boyfriend was her former husband, but she tried to ruin me.

It's always better to accomplish something than nothing, but coming of age is about more than learning who you are inside: it's as much about who you are in relation to others – and who you want to...

Suddenly I was struck motionless: I was living through the first chapter of a novel in which I was the heroine; she was still almost a child, but we, too, were growing up.

"I'm Razo, a member of Bayern's Own," he said, stopping himself from adding "Loafing is just a hobby of mine." "Bayern's Own? But you're a child." Razo looked up to the sky. "I'm not a child, I'm just...

He looked up and caught me staring, and for the first time that morning, neither of us looked away until Erin said, "J - pay attention! Just try to slap me." I broke the stare and turned to her. She...

In her dreams, blood tasted like fizzy strawberry soda. If you drank it too fast, you got brain freeze. When she was older, after she'd licked a cut on her finger, the taste of that became the taste...

I reached 1400 weeks, the age of maturity. The age when you were no longer considered a child. It was when you became a scrub and the reality of what the rest of your life would be like became...

Nice dress Zoey. It looks just like mine. Oh, wait! It used to be mine. Aphrodite laughed a throaty, I'm - so - grown - and - you're - just - a - kid laugh. I really hate it when girls do that. I...

He reaches over a goat that's come between us and grabs my hand. "Don't let go!" he orders. Harper's hand is dry and soothing, while mine is sweaty with fear. We've never held hands before. I think...

For six months, then, Emma, at fifteen years of age, made her hands dirty with books from old lending libraries.

On him at the time of his majority, and was more than enough for his needs. He would live his own life, then, far from Melbourne and parents, carve his own kind of niche. But the imminence

...You are a little boy. You want the moon to drink from as a golden cup; and so, it is very likely that you will become a great man -- if only you remain a little child. All the world'sgreat have...

My fish dream is a sex dream.

In my early teens, I heard about and its mutating typewriters and talking cockroaches. While I would hardly classify its dystopic vision as erotica now, at the time, was my first foray into consuming...