How I Spent My Summer Vacation, And: Some Things I've Decided My Hypothetical Parrot Might Say

Pay attention.

Let it be.

Say exactly what you think, and what you mean.

Stop pretending it’s so damn hard to be human.

Show your teeth to God.

Do what you can.

Every time you notice the stars –and I hope you’ll notice them often– I want you to think of me alone in this cage in the darkness, pounding away at my cuttlebone.

Relax, it’s just like dancing.

The truth, by whomever it is spoken, is from the Holy Spirit.

I can but wonder whence I get the lasting sense of so much warmth and light.

Yum, yum.

Lucky, lucky man.

Thank you.

Bless you.

Sweet dreams.