“In an effort to get people to look into each other’s eyes more, and also to appease the mutes, the government has decided to allot each person exactly one hundred and sixty-seven words, per day. When the phone rings, I put it to my ear without saying hello. In the restaurant I point at chicken noodl…”— Jeffrey MCDaniel, goodreads.comTagged: Love, Poetry, Lovers, Missing, Melancholia