I Felt Uncomfortable Calling Myself A Writer

Often I'd Take Out My Magnifying Glass And Stare Into The Chaos That Was Her Face.

Everyone Looks Retarded Once You Set Your Mind To It.

I Am A Person Who Feels Guilty For Crimes I Have Not Committed, Or Have Not Committed In Years. The Police Search The Train Station For A Serial Rapist And I Cover My Face With A Newspaper, Wondering If Maybe I Did It In My Sleep. The Last Thing I Stole Was An Eight-track Tape, But To This Day I'm Unable To Enter A Store Without Feeling Like A Shoplifter. It's All The Anxiety With None Of The Free Stuff.

He Looked As Though His Life Had Not Only Passed Him By But Paused Along The Way To Spit In His Face.

In Paris You're Always Surrounded By French People.