"It is hard to write about someone who has left,
but even harder to write for someone just about to leave
when you imagine you could still venture the hope that they would stay.
Offer a final argument against their departure."
"They think I'm strange. I know they think I'm strange.
And the air just gets thicker and thicker with my 'strangeness.'
"Ah, it was a costume party we had last night.
While all the ladies came in their lavish and elaborate outfits
--gypsies and cowgirls and hawaiian gals--I came as my cat.
My outfit had felt like a home ec project gone askew.
But wait. I was beautiful. I felt beautiful. I am beautiful."
(from Ana's strangebeautiful note to Frances Cabahug)
Words fail me.