We Buy Balloons, We Let Them Go.

I Tried To Make Meat Loaf Out Of The Girl But It Becomes Too Frustrating A Task And Instead I Spend The Afternoon Smearing Her Meat All Over The Walls, Chewing On Strips Of Skin I Ripped From Her Body

She Sits Before Me, Sullen But Hopeful, Characterless, About To Dissolve Into Tears. I Squeeze Her Hand Back, Moved, No, Touched By Her Ignorance Of Evil. She Has One More Test To Pass. Do You Own A Briefcase?” I Ask Her, Swallowing.

I Needed Something--the Distraction Of Another Life--to Alleviate Fear.

I Went To College In Vermont, And Then Stayed In The East Coast.

I Had No Idea That 'less Than Zero' Was Going To Be Read By Anyone Outside Of Los Angeles, And It's - Believe Me, As The Writer Of The Book I'm Somewhat Amused And Intrigued By The Idea That 25 Years Later It's Still Out And People Are Still Reading It.