Her love was like cigarette smoke stirred into coffee. I drank it so fast it made me cough, but she’s not offering a refill at any price.

“During conversation, I have no problem making eye contact—with myself in the mi…”

“She drew me as a chubby rectangle. But that’s cool, because Chubby Rectangle wa…”

“My bedroom is a bit small for my taste. For my taste, I prefer the kitchen.”

“I’d use my shadow as a blanket, but it’s too cold. It’s a shame, because it’d f…”