To Kill, or Not to Kill? (A Bug.)
I hate ants for their determination and fearlessness.
I hate ants for their determination and fearlessness.
Faithful for a hundred years, faithful to me, faithful beyond me.
Would you eat a damp dish sponge if it was breaded, baked, and dipped in ketchup?
It was a relief to set aside my to-do list to just be.
I was eating Flavor Blasted Extra-Cheddar Goldfish while basking in the sun and having the best moment of my week.
It’s a profoundly Obama-era show.
I swear I see the letters breathe.
The longer I’m a blood donation regular, the more I appreciate the ritual of it.
I saw all that blank space the first time and went, “Where the hell are the rest of my words?”
“Baba, you can’t be doing that.”