"There is a loneliness that can be
rocked. Arms crossed, knees drawn up; holding, holding on, this motion, unlike
a ship’s, smooths and contains the rocker.
It’s an inside kind—wrapped tight like skin. Then there is a loneliness
that roams. No rocking can hold it down.
It is alive, on its own." --Toni Morrison [Chloe Anthony Wofford]
