The last time he saw Eli, her ribs stuck out like planks in her tiny body. And she wouldn’t stop coughing–that broken violin cough–and she’d sit on the kitchen floor with its crumbless cupboards and lick her fingers as if they were cinnamon. So Remy left his bank card on the table and grabbed dad’s…

Memory foam. It might miraculously bow to your curves, but it makes my sinuses cry. I noticed this after I bought a memory foam mattress topper, and tried to sleep with its ulcerous stench breathing inside me. I lay on top of it all night, then concluded I paid $99.99 to be murdered from the…