I wrote an essay about my asshole dog
As I die, "Ease on Down the Road," please
Some quick thoughts because I cannot sustain any long ones
A very brief disquisition on food, vulnerability, and middle age. So brief, I'm not sayin' a whole lot.
I Think You Should Leave
On endings, because I don't like them and they don't exist, except when they do.
It's been a month
In which I get bratty about language
Do you talk to strangers?