Welcome to the brief and wondrous void of Sasha Grace Miller,
a mid-western feline who allowed herself to be swallowed whole
by the abyss of literature, music, photography, and of course,
"Alone. Yes, that’s the key word, the most awful word in the English tongue. Murder doesn’t hold a candle to it and hell is only a poor synonym."
"There is a time and place for decaf coffee. Never and in the trash."