I hope we get pulled over, he says. I'd like to see how the cop responds to a black man wearing a Confederate T-shirt over a black dress.

I inherited that penchant for intellectualism, a character flaw that these days can only be thoroughly eradicated by getting Z’ed up.

If my public existence does anything worthwhile, hopefully it at least demystifies the author a bit, because I know when I was younger I felt like authors were like wizards or something. Turns out they're total muggles.

It is so hard to leave-until you leave.

I want to minimize the deaths I am responsible for.

Barnacles on the container ship of consciousness.

As lives go, I'll take the quietly desperate over the radically bipolar.