“Every time God closes a window, Window God opens a window,” Joe said and smiled, the taut flesh of...

  “They made me leave, Mama,” Andy said, sniffling, ”Those mean bitches stole my office.” “There,...

  “We’re you invited?” Kamala asked Joe, her nasal whine soaring to painful heights. “Invited to what?”...

  “My boy, my beautiful boy,” Joe said, mashed bananas dribbling from his mouth. “What, Grandpa?”...

  Down, down, down, deeper and down, into the maelstrom where only Kamala dwells. The void.   Two...

  “I will fight inflation.” “There is no inflation.” “I will not fight inflation.” “Well, there’s a...

  “Of course JFK Jr. is alive,” Joe mumbled. “What’s that, Grandpa?” Finnegan asked, wiping his face....