Snow on one side of the canvas, silence on the other. I’d call that a perfect painting.

“When the silent flamingo dances pink with desire, I’ll be there, sipping on owl…”

“If sharks really can smell blood, then I’d imagine they’re all salivating over …”

“In my view, a Cyclops is halfway to being blind. Love sees all. When someone in…”

“The girl I used to love is no longer a girl, and this saddens me more than our …”