I must be pregnant, because I’m craving some strange food. Right now I feel like eating organic, grass-fed cow cud, covered with a sautéed sauce of impoverished baby vomit.

“I love the way the color lavender smells, and the way the color salmon tastes. …”

“Water always flows downhill. So does my love. Are you prepared for a flood? You…”

“When I smell small, my nose gets clogged up. Think what would happen if I whiff…”

“I’ve only been with my girlfriend for three days, but it feels like a lifetime—…”