Four ----- I am 4. My parents are fighting and I don't know why. My father cheats on my mother. I am 7. I sing along to Jesus Loves Me at my grandfather's church. We trick or treat in our own home. I am 10. I kneel beside my bed and pray for God ...

Cannons ----- Can you hear my voice? Close your eyes. Breathe. Just listen. This nightmare wasn't a dream and I'm not a figment of your imagination. I won't leave you alone here. Not yet, not until you're strong enough. Until then, I'll hold you. ...

Cinnamon --- She tastes like cinnamon and sounds like rain, which is to say she is drowning in whisky and singing through her agony. She is love, not war, but oh she is powerful. She is strong because she has to be. She could move mountains with ...