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Our detritus is our design.

"The bed sheets saw Cambry grow up like voyeurs and wallflowers: masochistically and sadistically."

"The sun scalds down our throats. Blinded by light, we let our senses devour us."

"Everything is free now That's what they say Everything I ever done Gonna give it away." - Gillian Welch

The perceived took pleasure in the embrace of the conceived, but saw not its face.

Bryce and Brody fit together like bubblegum in consonants.

Excerpts from a lost vacation.

"A lion biding its time in the face of man, a tide."

"Dr. Chrome's office was an igloo. When he spoke, his breath came out in a flurry, freezing my face into an expression of complacency."

The little stars will twinkle, and one will realize how strange he is.