I brought the birdcages to the windows. I opened the windows, and opened the birdcages. I poured the fish down the drain. I took the dogs and cats downstairs and removed their collars. I released the insects onto the street. And the reptiles. And the mice. I told them, Go. All of you. Go. And they went. And they didn’t come back

I will describe my eyes and then begin the story. My eyes are blue and resplendent. Now I will begin the story.

His voice was handsome and broken, like a cobblestone street.

For how long could we fail until we surrendered?

My life story is the story of everyone I've ever met.

Only someone who'd never been an animal would put up a sign saying not to feed them.

I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.