Tuesday, June 27, 2017

He took immense pleasure in the simple things after the accident—the way his dog kicked her legs out in a smooth rhythm while swimming; the seemingly random flitting of a Monarch butterfly along the shoreline.

Monday, June 26, 2017

Through the forest path we walked towards the flickering firelight.

Sunday, June 25, 2017

"They changed the names, but it's still the same ol' shit," said Pauly snapping off the television with finality.

Saturday, June 24, 2017

The world left enlightened thought and science behind for baseless fear and ritual magic.

Friday, June 23, 2017

The counselors at the weight-loss camp soon realized that a pie eating contest may not have been the best choice of activities for the kids.

Thursday, June 22, 2017

Where Will had been and where he was going was the same place, but like a gerbil on a stationary wheel he kept on pumping furiously anyway.

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

All we wanted was escapist fantasies, but what we needed was more reality.