“What do you want me to do for you?”

My brain might be broken.

Not quite April, but it’ll do.

A lesson about borderline behavior.

I look for a line in the sand.

How do we make those connections?

Let's get this banquet started.

It’s an invitation to sit. But to whom?

A portrait of a man in pain.

It’s an odd image for discussing bread.

Perspective changes everything.

I never expected to find them here.