The only way out is in.

I can see myself watching him shave every morning. And at other time I see us in that house and see how one bright day (or a day like this, so cold your mind shifts every time the wind does) he will wake up and decide it's all wrong. I'm sorry, he'll say. I have to leave now.

A form wherein we can enjoy simultaneously what is best in both the novel and the short story form. My plan was to create a book that affords readers some of the novel's long-form pleasures but that also contains the short story's ability to capture what is so difficult about being human - the brevity of our moments, their cruel irrevocability.

I'm having so much trouble with writing. Maybe if I help other people, it'll be easier for me.

I'm part of the people who are more neutral. I'm just waiting for the dust to settle so that we can turn our guns against the Republicans.

I just want some space to myself every now and then. Every time I’m with you I have this sense that you want something from me.

When she smiles niggers ask her for her hand in marriage; when I smile folks check their wallets.