Tiger Mum is at yoga with Buffalo Mum.

It was the can opener. Adhered to the ceiling.

A soldier sits with feet dangling astride the cannon barrel.

“I should have told you…”

Daddy turns around. He looks sick.

We elected it, so we had only ourselves to blame.

“There's got to be better stuff out there.”

Miss Storm had an idea.

I exist in a spatial and temporal mode you can’t conceive.

You are safest within the house, under the protection of your caretaker.

“A man has jumped into Surya’s den.”

But at least I’m not alone. 

She thought maybe none of it had been really real.

Against my cheek, her hair was softer than I’d imagined.

…the still surface was like glass, a dark mirror reflecting a world of thirst…

Her sacrifice, Suzy thought, was already worth it.

Their relationship had not been profound but it had been cordial and fond…

Smells of home.

Hunger is the courage of having nothing to lose.

“Oh, it’s definitely our story, Paul.”