...both he and she were creek beds, quiet when they....

“ ...both he and she were creek beds, quiet when they were full and quiet when they were dry. But when they were half-full, wearing a coat of shallow water, the current bumped over the rocks and valleys in the creek beds, wearing down the earth. Giving someone else a little of who they were hurt more than giving up none or all of it. ”

Anna-Marie McLemore

From : When the Moon Was Ours