I still remember her meandering Mississippi kiss. I sipped it like a riverboat captain in the desert. Ah, to be young and naughtily nautical.

“Good art is like a sexy pair of lips—it has the potential to say so much, but p…”

“The question is not where am I, but who am I? Where I am: Inside the body of my…”

“I’m not a ref, but I assigned her the penalty of clipping, and I told her to dr…”

“In middle school I used to draw letters of the alphabet out of contorted torsos…”