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.”

Chloe wants her water enclosed, straight.

He dreams of broken bottles and the sea. 

So six months ago Leona showed up at my place in a state of high flustration—her word, not mine—with Myles, her son.

Bull leads, cow follows.

Letters indeed look grander on the screen, you’ll give your cellmate that.

And so they converse.

It was a summer of killings.

It’s toughened glass, and you only break one pane.

You see, chickens are a bit like sharks.

They came to the mountain because that’s where their prophets had told them to go.

In return, I lacerate their hearts with flint.

Still, he pays a penny.

Silence. Drilling. A fly buzzed a perfect enneagram.

Mouse child wiggles toward the cracked window, searching for a breeze.

Who put the BOMB in the booma boom ka-BOMB boom / Who…

They never said, "Don't stare at the stars, you'll go crazy."

But they should have.