Quaqua—the sound one’s soul squeals when seducing one’s own clown. (Not to be heard until a future date.)

“Every time I eat an English muffin I feel like I become more grammatically corr…”

“My favorite smells are freshly baked bread, the pages of an old book, and they …”

“After I had my computer about a month, I finally figured out how to turn it on.…”

“I read trash. Empty cereal boxes, empty shampoo bottles, the bottoms of empty K…”