My teachers could easily have ridden with Jesse James for all the time they stole from me.

Burn all the maps to your body. I'm not here of my own choosing.

In a Cafe" I watched a man in a cafe fold a slice of bread as if he were folding a birth certificate or looking at the photograph of a dead lover.

There are not too many fables about man's misuse of sunflower seeds.

Once upon a time there was a dwarf knight who only had fifty words to live in and they were so fleeting that he only had time to put on a suit of armor and ride swiftly on a black horse into a very well-lit woods where he vanished forever.

There was something dead in my heart. I tried to figure out what it was by the strength of the smell. I knew that it was not a lion or a sheep or a dog. Using logical deduction, I came to the conclusion that it was a mouse. I had a dead mouse in my heart.

Excuse me, I said. I thought you were a trout stream. I'm not, she said.