There's two kinds of women--those you write poems about and those you don't.

I swallowed a hand grenade that never stops exploding.

I graduated first in my class from alibi school.

Once I thought I found love, but then I realized I was just out of cigarettes.

I've had the wind knocked out of me, but never the hurricane

I know it’s stupid to not own a gun yet have so many triggers, but in some other world gigantic seashells hold humans to their ears and listen to the echo of machines.

Even when I'm dead, I'll swim through the Earth, like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones.