there’s a worm in my belly and he doesn’t know I’m here… crawling about, splashing around, wreaking havoc on my everything first, we should settle into the night I won’t tell it all right away… somehow, we must let the feelings breathe time seems to be going faster than it…

I think the hardest part is that no one was really able to reach him, all these years, you know — they see you for what they want you to be, the sort of guy they’d expect to find in a place like this, at that age, wearing what he…

a day of constant downpour and somehow the rain has brought me back to myself — I’ve said it before: I like it when it rains — the dim and the damp, the soft coolness of life sent echoing… see her ghost has gone, she might have finally floated away, and…

it wasn’t the time I’d hoped it would be an era that could never have been what I’d yearned for but it was something there were laughs and enough kindness to go around memorable people will fill the halls of my mind a sort of narrative, you might call it…

there’s power in walking away from something and there’s grace in doing it the right way… for so long I’ve known no such combination, no such marriage of force and elegance, power and grace… both strength and a light touch, autonomy and surrender — together… I’ve known alienation I’ve witnessed some very…

I do not want to be the center of attention unless it is my words you’ve come to read… I cannot bear the weight of human gaze for very long — I cannot take the scrutiny that comes from strict routine and commonplace decisions… sometimes I fail to see the…

I was getting a bagel and a coffee, and the girl behind the counter was looking at me weird. She was, like, really staring at me. I’m not a handsome guy, so it didn’t make sense. I got all self-conscious and touched my face thinking maybe there was something stuck…

there’s the vat of viscous goo — neon pink and bubbly it’s right there, fixed in the middle of the room, the centerpiece of the Merchant’s fortune and scattered all about are wires and belt buckles and an assortment of expensive-looking boots, a few jackets, standard-issued stuff, strewn about among…

the triple-A batteries in the remote have pretty much died… I can raise or lower the volume one notch every thirty seconds or so how long do batteries last anyway? do they last longer if you hardly ever watch television? an hour a night, if that — and even then, it’s not…