My writing, it’s all I have. Well, aside from my health. And shelter, food, and clothing. Oh, and my cat.

“It was queer meeting him there—odd I mean—and what are the odds we’d meet at a …”

“I want to fill a jar with a lot of clapping, and sell my applause next to the a…”

“My favorite color on canvas is nudity.”

“One evening we made love all morning.”