Love is 3:33 am plus 360 degrees plus 365 days, minus 12:34 pm. I ought to know, because I weighed it myself.

“The statue stood quiet and still, like the silhouette of a tired mime.”

“If you’re a cannibal, an Olympic sprinter would be considered fast food.”

“Her name is Angela, though she’s no angel. Dad, I can’t believe she replenishes…”

“A blanket could be used as a tablecloth, to cover up illicit brick deals done u…”