Truth Resists Simplicity.

Long Week. Long Month. Long Life.

At The End, We Brought Her To New York, Where I Was Living, For A Series Of Experimental Tortures That Increased The Misery Of Her Days Without Increasing The Number Of Them.

You Get All These Friends Just When You Don’t Need Friends Anymore.

We Fell. We Got Up. We Ran.

Standing In Line Is A Form Of Oppression