He had set up a telescope on a corner of the roof, and we went up to take a look.This is time travel, he said, narrowing an eye to set the lens. Because the light is old. We're seeing back in time.No,...
I asked them: Does it hurt? And the scar people nodded, yes. But it felt somehow wonderful, they said. For one long second, it felt like the world was holding them close.
Now she and the widow had something in common, though loss did not pass from one person to another like a baton. It just formed a bigger and bigger pool of carriers. And she thought, scratching the co...
We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
Last day I saw him human, he was sad about the world.
It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.
It was the kind of conversation you could only hold in whispers.
With hand gestures, you can fill in a lot of gaps, and the words thing and stuff and -ness also help: patientness instead of patience, fastness instead of speed, honestness instead of honesty. With th...
I just like the feeling of finding the right word in my mind and employing it. I get pleasure from that feeling. I prefer language to gesture. I figured other people might, too.
He said, I always thought the woman I’d marry would hit me easy, in a bolt of lightning, and there is not lightning there is not even thunder there is not even rain.
Ponytail girl leaned over and she and the tall boy kissed and it was carcinogen gums and magical.
…kissing George was a little like rolling in caramel after spending years surviving off rice sticks.
She looked over my shoulder once while I was texting, which was already annoying, and when I wrote lol she made a very clear point to me about how I was silent and not laughing out loud, not at all. I...
You try, you seem totally nuts, you go underground.
There are students that are scattered, who need to see something through to the finish, but I would say there are possibly more who do not entertain the leaps of the mind that need to be nurtured, and...
In other words, don't be reductive. Often, writers will rush to an ending that completes, or sums up, or reduces their story as opposed to moving to a place where it goes to something they may not und...
I don't think so, I don't agree. The most unbearable thing I think by far, she said, is hope.
When I crossed the street, according to my mother, I still had to hold someone’s hand. At ten, I would be able to cross streets unhanded. I’d held on to Joseph’s many times before, for many years, but...
I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
Don’t smile, he said.
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