My hush is lush. It’s drunk on its own greenness, just as I’m drunk on my blue silence. What would you say if I asked you to turquoise?

“I’m world famous. Throughout the globe—north, south, east, and west—there are l…”

“I got hit on at the bar last night, and this morning I have a black eye. Someti…”

“I didn’t list listening as one of my skills, probably because I didn’t hear wha…”

“The problem with Marxism is the proletariat isn’t going to rise up against capi…”