
The old man told us to spend more time in graveyards and I will not I will spend more time with the armadillo because he shows me there is such a thing as un-sad

I envy my American city friends their impractical swimsuits made to be seen not touched by sea

The bee pooped on a rug. He turned around to inspect it. He had thoughts about death. He always did when faced with his own waste.

When you leave this life, this fast and bright existence in the Mojave, for the swamplands of home, you can’t help but wonder if the Florida alligators will eat you alive.

William puts Ernie’s dead body into the hole with the help of his seven-year-old daughter…