“Alone is just another word for love.”

“I make love like I sing—in a choir, alone in the bathtub.”

“I make believe like asexuals make love—alone, with cardboard tubes.”

“I make love alone, because it’s one person faster than two.”

“2021—will it be a good year, or will it be just another two consecutive numbers?”

“I’ll dine on apple flesh and cinnamon, while feeding you one line after another. Some lines will have salmon hooked on at the end. Then we’ll make love like two bears who’ve just discovered honey.”

“The couch was wide enough for two, but I sat in it alone. Was I obese in body—or skinny in love?”