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Salt provokes, tenderizes. Your wounds, your dinner.

Nothing likes to be abandoned, no one likes to be compared.

My lust works like the tides pulling in reverse, controlled by a simple ballast.

Think how you move, how a room changes with your smallest breath.

I wanted my love to be everywhere, then love began to bite through me.

But we do despise beauty. We connect it with softness and immortality.

All right. We are perfect. Tomorrow we will make a million dollars.

Charlie wasn’t Lena’s first love, but he counted on being her last.

We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.

Ike’s voice left behind on the shore as Tina plunges in again.

I found Lowell’s gun a long time ago. He’s not a genius at hiding things.

My own hunger was for a reduction in the vast space between people.

My own hunger was for a reduction in the vast space between people.

Now he chuckles with the sea, stitched within its timeless jive.

Your friends are sniffing glue from a paper bag in the back of an Impala.

Writing to you is like putting a note in a bottle, hoping it will reach Japan.

I love scientists. They’re trying their hardest. And they just want love.

He has his hands on Nii’s throat, and this time I do not stop them.

The laughter rises like the roar of a train as the men leap to their feet.

When she gets to Lenny’s he offers her a beer and a bong hit...

I am visited daily by unrelenting spirits evoking my accumulated flaws.

Hemingway’s The Garden of Eden was edited by Tom Jenks.

The strange man expected to be picked up by aliens during the eclipse.

Definitely believe what you hear about the problems with painkillers.

The first murder had been a half dozen years ago in a warmer city.

Exit the building. Say nothing to anyone. They did. And they didn’t.

There lay before us a bag that gave forth, at a touch, the jingle of gold.

A dead body leaned sideways against a wall. Its eyes were open.

One of us broke away, cooled, and died, having never fully lived.

Buster’s reasons for looking after Marco weren’t entirely altruistic.