He was a child and then he wasn’t. He was single and then he wasn’t. He was conscious and then he wasn’t. He was alive and then he was dead.

The kids hung out and one of them said, Let’s start a band, and there was silence, and another kid said, Maybe tomorrow, and that was that.

They drank and drank and they stumbled into the alley and peed on the wall and then the wall moved and it turned out to be a giant crocodile

She found the photo on the computer and printed it out large. She put it on the wall and drew a large arrow. Maybe then he would understand.

He walks to the bus stop and takes out a banana. It’s a good banana. A guy walks by and says That shirt’s all wrong. And he wonders if it is

He tells her he’s afraid of children, hoping this will be the dealbreaker. I despise everything about them, he announces. Me too! she says.