This toast feels raw. Is it safe to eat raw toast?

It is always sad when someone leaves home, unless they are simply going around the corner and will return in a few minutes with ice-cream sandwiches.

Every last souvenir of the love we had, the prizes & the debris of this relationship, like the glitter in the gutter when the parade has passed, all the everything & whatnot kicked to the curb.

For Beatrice, when we first met, I was lonely, and you were pretty. Now I am pretty lonely.

Or why you are wearing a picture of Santa Clause on you shirts, but-” “It’s Herman Melville.

When I was researching my very first novel, "The Basic Eight," I was calling right-wing political and religious organizations and asking them to mail me their material so that I could mock them in my novels.

But the world did not match the picture in my head, and instead I was with a strange, uncombed person, overlooking a sea without water and a forest without trees.