Hitting up homes peopled by those with nothing much to lose was an easy score. The less you had, the less likely you were to defend it. But this home was different. Its residents had a lot to lose and the will to fight for it.

Ever since your son brought you here, things have been different. He was crying when he dropped you off. You still don’t know why.

I point my camera towards B. Lovely and she is sitting on the curb.

My new neighbor is making a violin from a cigar box. He got the cigar box from a guard. The guard, presumably, got it from outside the Fence.

I don’t know why I was still talking about the rapture. I certainly didn’t believe in it. Regardless, it remained a thief…

To be encased, Clint had always thought, was foolishness. Why allow yourself to be open to such sorrow?

and on and on and on and on they ran, the Merry Men, running from a hundred and one arrows bought with taxes stolen twice over…

The young boy goes to bed and kisses his mother goodnight. He goes to bed and closes his eyes and wishes his family good sleep.

When I was on earth I was a pretty good kid. I only got drunk when I needed to get drunk.

I eat my Oreos with relish. No—I mean I relish in the Oreos I eat.

I loved Rena as much as a patient could love their gynecologist. We had tea together in her office. I cried when she asked how I was doing, and she showed me pictures of her terriers.