An entire life fit in four boxes.

Her life was a Chinese finger trap.

Hazy memories of the night before sucked at his bedraggled brain.

In their dreams they are wild creatures.

Their marriage in shambles, finances wrecked, jobs unbearable, they packed up their possessions and drove away, hoping that by leaving it behind they could begin again and regain their love, at least.

Stuffed on BBQ and beer they waved their tiny American flags in a desultory fashion.

The robin perched on a low branch, preened and chided passersby.