That's not a plan. That's you insulting me in a parking lot!

You don't know why you came here tonight, but you got the feeling that something ain't right...

My brain screamed: Gee. Tee. Eff. Oh. 

Tonight at the E6 travel plaza the lights were on but nobody was home.

What was I going to do? Not ride a stolen Maserati to the black edge of the board?

What made Alex special? He is the only animal to have ever asked a question.

I was supposed to find my inner strength, or find a new talent, or find God. I found none of those things. Instead, something found me.

I marched to the road to meet him. “You ruined me! Ruined my family!”

He removed his strange hat and put it on the head of one of the donkeys.

By the time you finally lower him into the ground, The Great Khozem Vladisher, hero of the nation, will also be covered in birdshit.

The motorcycles and trucks were speckled with the starlings’ droppings minutes after they had come through the gate.

Any battle against geometric growth is doomed, sooner or later.

In terms of area, the wall casts a larger shadow than any other man-made object...

The superstitions and scientifically unreasonable anecdotes spread and festered...

Zindan Central Cemetery was created to solve the problem of lofty internments. But, like all solutions to truly complicated matters, it mere

As far as I can remember, nobody has ever left our town...

Chaos. Uncontrollable devastation. That is my plan...

I didn't pay attention to the old man. Until he made the world disappear.