Sometimes Life Coughs Up Coincidences No Writer

Any Thoughts Of Guilt, Any Feelings Of Regret, Had Faded. The Desert Had Baked Them Out.

If The Stuff You're Writing Is Not For Yourself, It Won't Work.

Silent White Light Filled The World. And The Righteous And Unrighteous Alike Were Consumed In That Holy Fire.

Weird Love's Better Than No Love At All.

He Could Feel The Pores Of His Body Open Like A Million Mouths And Slurp The Water In Like A Sponge.