While Supplies Last

by Brad Rose

Thanks to my full-color sleep walking, I’m as transparent as invisible wallpaper. Despite my semi-industrial appearance and jackboot savoir-faire, I try to explain myself to myself—although as Mister Blister says, if it doesn’t itch, don’t scratch it. Like living alone on a deserted island, no one is harder to understand than yourself, especially when, like a seasick sailor, the deck is stacked against you. Of course, it’s impossible to have too much of a good thing, so you’d better hurry. And don’t forget to wear your heart on your sleeve. There are only a few left in stock.

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Brad Rose's latest book is I Wouldn’t Say That, Exactly.