An Abbreviated Catalog of the Living

I begin each day with at least two coffees. Or espressos. Sometimes black tea. I often second-guess myself. And third-guess. And fourth-guess.

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The onion splits open and immediately begins to move.

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Maybe my accessories were cancelling out the luck.

Men vanished all the time—usually into the next car to bother someone younger and better looking.

We leave her alone because we are not creeps.

The corner he is painted into is as clear and specific as a piece of cutlery.