The days float on like a feather in the wind, but at the end of the week, I’m still a chicken. Taste my truth.

“If I had no penis, how would I pee? How would I make love? How would I think?”

“The pain I felt when I lost my glove was nothing compared to the pain I felt lo…”

“Love can’t spread its wings and fly, because love is an ostrich. But it can sur…”

“I once said, “You put what you get, and you get what you put.” Now I’d like to …”