Status Updates From Priestdaddy: A Memoir

“Sex would probably have helped, but the only thing I was having sex with then was the intolerable sadness of the human condition, which sucked so much in bed. It was always playing the Requiem Mass when we were doing it, and its D was very minor indeed.”

“I've been completely absorbed in writing a poem called ‘Genie Penis,’ about the little tip of the genie that goes down into the lamp, and I haven't left my room much for the past week.”