Here I am Rock You Like a Hurricane.

You know how you finish a bag of chips and you hate yourself? You know you’ve done nothing good for yourself. That’s the same feeling, and you know it is, after some digital binge. You feel wasted and hollow and diminished.

Hello Frances, I have just been to health class, and I was wondering how your feminine parts were developing.

We are all feeding from each other, all the time, every day.

She pulls away, pats me on the shoulder with three mini-pats, like those used to pet reptiles.

You treat a kid with respect and as an adult you talk to them as if they're smart people. But you don't throw at them the trappings of adulthood and you know, the darker stuff.

But of course there's no logic to San Francisco generally, a city built with putty and pipe cleaners, rubber cement and colored construction paper. It's the work of fairies, elves, happy children with new crayons