“It was a romance that started in the modern way that’s cute in how uncute it is,” I start out with a whirl of my hand, cigarette...

Dan ran into his closet, the beer they’d began drinking — slower in the race to the brain than the tequila they’d thereafter moved onto —...

The first part. I’m in the middle of a sea with no shore, but swimming as if there is some end, somewhere. So it’s exhaustion, it’s...