For Me, The Magic Of Hawaii Comes

A Named Thing Is A Tamed Thing.

The Right Circumstances Sometimes Happen Of Their Own Accord, Slyly, Without Fanfare, Without Warning. Layman's Alchemy. . . . The Magic Of Everyday Things.

In My Dreams I Gorge On Chocolates, I Roll In Chocolates, And Their Texture Is Not Brittle But Soft As Flesh, Like A Thousand Mouths On My Body, Devouring Me In Fluttering Small Bites. To Die Beneath Their Tender Gluttony Seems The Culmination Of Every Temptation I Have Ever Known.

This Isn't The First Time The World Has Come To An End, And It Won't Be The Last Either.

From A Very Young Age My Mother Persuaded Me That I Could Write For Fun, But I Had To Have A Proper Job - Very Good Advice.