Oliver Miller

We started arguing about Post-Structuralism, or maybe Deconstruction I can’t remember, and I said that Deconstruction was just a machine, a machine for taking things apart, but then those words acquired extra resonance because we were also taking about sex.

They are.

“Second star to the right — and straight on ’til morning.”

3) “Don’t ever put on a crew-neck sweater with a lit cigarette in your mouth.”

…Or not.

What would you wear to God’s party?

The happiness of being with other people.

…No direction home.

And so — now what?

For to end yet again skull alone in a dark place.

(And also with the style and content corrected.)

He was the first friend I ever knew who died.

Because television says so.

What if there is no right answer?

“Fortune and glory, kid. Fortune and glory.”

This time, then another time, I think, and then it’ll be over, with that world too.

The devil exists to give our lives events.

1) “…Never tell me the odds!”