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As he stands and rises above us, we hear the gurgling and churning of his massive stomach, the rolls of fat sloshing around what frame he may have inside. “Did you bring my tribute?” I didn’t answer. I just used all my strength and my whole body to push the sack of food closer to him....

Whenever I come home she’s running away from the door, like she heard me coming and knows she needs to make way for my presence and purse. Then the show begins: she trots into the living room and rolls onto her side, stares and meows before she does a big kitty streeeeeeetch and meow, and rolls...

You know he’s not happy, but persists nonetheless, going through the motions of the day, doing what he thinks he’s “supposed” to be doing for everyone in his little world. He gives and gives and takes nothing for himself, and then wonders why he feels so angry. He needs space but can’t get it, he needs...

“I’ll give this to you, but I can’t promise happiness.” “Can you promise that you’ll stay forever?” “I can’t promise that, either.” “Then what’s the point of this?” “I thought it’s what you wanted.” “What I want is to know that the man I love wants to spend his life with me. To know it, to...

He tore her heart out with the grace of a dancer. First he spun around her and pulled her clothes away, baring her nakedness that she tried to cover, but couldn’t. He scalped her, ripping off her golden hair, relishing the blood that was pouring in waterfalls over her pretty face. He stabbed at her, cut...