She turns her back for me to fasten the rows of metal hooks. Why isn’t our small, tender freedom enough?

A tortured simper uncoils itself across my mouth as I open another bottle of Penis wine.

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

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

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.

Before the headaches began, I thought myself sturdy: firm in my foundations, set square like a saltbox house.

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.

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

You’ve been dreading this day since the moment you found out you were pregnant—perhaps even before.

She said I would find my perfect love when on the brink of death.

Directly after the arrival of the Armada, this model made sense, as the gap between Unthulanian and Human cultures prevented a commensurable exchange of practices…

And then he feels that familiar sensation of drifting—when his body untethers from the material world and he soon dissolves into a fine, floating mist that evaporates into the atmosphere.

Darkness always follows.

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…

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.

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