He Threw His Burning Cigarette

What Do You Do With All This Bank, Josie? Be A Lot Easier If You Just Lifted Your Skirt.” “the Only Reason I’d Lift My Skirt Is To Pull Out My Pistol And Plug You In The Head.

Have You Ever Wondered What A Human Life Is Worth? That Morning, My Brother's Was Worth A Pocket Watch.

We'd Been Trying To Touch The Sky From The Bottom Of The Ocean.

Andrius Turned. His Eyes Found Mine. I'll See You He Said. My Face Didn't Wrinkle. I Didn't Utter A Sound. But For The First Time In Months I Cried. Tears Popped From Their Dry Sockets And Sailed Down My Cheeks In One Quick Stream. I Looked Away. The Nkvd Called The Bald Man's Name. Look At Me Wispered Andrius Moving Close. I'll See You He Said. Just Think About That. Just Think About Me Bringing You Your Drawings. Picture It Because I'll Be There.

He Threw His Burning Cigarette Onto Our Clean Living Room Floor And Ground It Into The Wood With His Boot. We Were About To Become Cigarettes.