In February of 2012, my husband's toes began speaking to me. After recovering from the shock, I came to know the toes intimately -- their hopes and dreams, their thoughts and fears, their conflicting desires to transcend their structural limitations and achieve radical acceptance of their lack of autonomy.I share these historic dialogues at the risk of great ridicule in the hopes that others will come forward and share what I know now to be true -- our toes are alive, and they need to be heard.A perfect read before sleep or on a winter's afternoon under a comforter or anytime you would like a whimsical break from reality.Cover Design by Hsi Chen.