Sentences

Occasionally, I think about setting it all on fire.

For over a decade, I’ve lived my life atop the wreckage of the world. I’m unsure precisely what caused it. If I were to take a guess, I’d say a spiteful God with a long white beard. Or my mother. Then again, I’ve always been a collector; I came out of the womb with three nipples. When I was a young boy, I had a rubber band ball, and then I collected mat…