“I collect flickering starsin old pickling jars,poking holes in the lidsso they can breathe.”
“Stress level: extreme. It's like she was a jar with the lid screwed on too tight, and inside the jar were pickles, angry pickles, and they were fermenting, and about to explode.”
“The needles they poke you with leaves a hole that closes in. But unkind words can make a hole that will never mend.”
“My longing for someone to talk to made Himillsy the lightning bug in my honey jar. I punched holes in the lid so she could breathe.”
“Are you smarter than my brain in a jar? Have a pickle while you ponder it.”
“...you can almost hear people’s b-holes tighten. A collective cartoon-mouse squeak of b-hole.”