Incident 1
Remember Aimee, what a trapezoid looks like. It looks like a roof. It looks like an upside down salad bowl. Also remember what a D looks like. The uglyness, the unhappiness of its curved letters. Destructiotn, Demolition, Disaster, D. Remember what it looks like in red pen on the last remaining day before the holidays.

Incident 2
A smile and a wave, green apple in hand. Green apples are now my favorite food.

Incident 3
We linked arms and walked down to the cafe, smiling, red cheeks everywhere, green shirt, green apple, little clouds of breath and sunny apartment buildings, glistening with ice. This is what happiness means. The scent of coffee and sparkly shadows in the morning.

Incident 4
The pretty blonde in blue said, "I come with gifts." She looked down at the little girl in brown and said, "Take my gift. Make yourself seem pitiful."

Incident 5
I love green. Eyes green, shirt green, apple green. It is my favorite color. I love green apples. I have a field day on St. Patricks.

love you out Romance whistles in the air like sparklers spelling things. I love you, I love you, into the fake typewriter of the air.