Make Something Up

There were lies that married people more effectively than any wedding vows.

Already, he could feel the words pent up inside him, the pressure building, expanding toward an explosion.

the nature of happiness is that we only recognize it after the fact.

His impossible task, Felix’s trial had been to make a life in this seething home where every slice of bread was buttered with disdain.

And as the pair trod along, a sepulchrious quiet jellied around them.

Listening, he felt heavier and heavier as if, instead of his purple sleeping bag, he lay in a bathtub as the warm water ran out from around him. No longer buoyant, he could feel the full weight of his bones and flesh.

watching bored teenage jerk-offs hack apart someone you used to love. Even if she was dead. He wasn’t without empathy, but he was still young, and the pain of other people embarrassed him.

I tell them, “I’m in love with a beautiful sex-crazed slut so why can’t you just be happy for me?” And after all that fuss there’s a lot less people at our wedding than you’d expect.

Coyote knew a thing or two about untamed animals.