Sometimes It’s Only Madness That Makes Us

He Read Me Extracts From A Medical Journal Describing The Progress Of A Staphylococcus Aureus Infection. And Then He Pleasured Me With A Potato.

Sometimes I Pretend Not To Look At My Own Characters, Because That's Like Different People Getting Off With Your Girlfriend Or Something.

Sometimes You Wonder, In An Interconnected Universe, Who's Dreaming Who?

I Write Every Day, For Most Of The Day, So It's Just About Turning Into Metaphor Whatever's Going On In My Life, In The World, And In My Head. Every Nightmare, Every Moment Of Grief Or Joy Or Failure, Is A Moment I Can Convert Into Cash Via Words. I Use Everything. Turning Life Into Stories Is How I Make Sense Of My Experience.

Only Nothing Is Impossible.