I am the open, empty palm. You may call it ingratitude, bearing no gifts, but I call it half of a handshake.

“I don’t know how to say it without saying it, so I’ll just not say it. Or I cou…”

“The old me is younger than the new me, the me now.”

“I like watching water drops drip off my eyelashes. Reminds me that I’m not the …”

“Brick and Blanket could be the names of two characters in a screenplay full of …”