When we saw the hot pink Barbie branded Corvette sitting in our neighbor’s trash pile, we hesitated.

We agree that, at some point, we should bring the baby to see a cow.

They stop trying after the second time.

When his wife shoots the neighbor’s sheep he thinks alright, I guess there’s something
wrong.

When we say the American west, people think of the frontier. That’s not what I think of when I think of the American west.

I dreamed I had swallowed a tooth and woke up with a sore throat, as if the bone-sharp incisor
had fought its way down my esophagus.

She’s looking in the mirror.