“What do you look at while you’re making up your mind? Ours is not a reflective culture; we do not raise our eyes up to the hills. Most...

“Miraculously, smoke curled out of his own mouth, his nose, his ears, his eyes, as if his soul had been extinguished within his lungs at t...

“It would perhaps not be amiss to point out that he had always tried to be a good dog. He had tried to do all the things his MAN and his WO...

"And in the dark, the town is yours and you are the town’s, and together you sleep like the dead, like the very stones in your nor...

“There where hundreds of graves. There where hundreds of women. There were hundreds of daughters. There were hundreds of sons. And hu...

"All these, however, were mere terrors of the night, phantoms of the mind that walk in darkness; and though he had seen many spectr...

A part of me wishes I could have met Carl Panzram…preferably with an inch of steel or reinforced glass between us. He was a dark man—som...

“You don't blame us for being here, do you? After all, we have no place to go. No home... Incidentally, what an excellent day for an exo...