In those days, she let her hair loose, down to her waist, and whenever I met old friends of hers, they would describe my mother as having resembled a mermaid with legs. With a sheerness to her skin th...
It can feel so lonely, to see strangers out in the day, shopping, on a day that is not a good one. On this one: the day I returned from the emergency room after having a fit about wanting to remove my...
She could feel it brimming on her lips, that superstar smile, the bow shape, the teeth long and solid tombstones.
It was like we were exchanging codes, on how to be a father and a daughter, like we'd read about it in a manual, translated from another language, and were doing our best with what we could understand...
It was ridiculous, at times, how many tears one body could produce.
It was the kind of conversation you could only hold in whispers.
The best way I can think to describe it, she said, ' is the way, when you're driving on the freeway at night how everyone can see the moon in their window. Every car on the road. Every car feels the m...
It's unsettling to meet people who don't eat apples.
The afternoons were getting longer again, stretching. I stayed too long at a stoplight because the sunlight was so pretty, sifting through all the leaves on the sycamore trees lining Sierra Bonita, tu...
La gente si accorge solo di quando te ne vai; se resti non se ne accorgono. E' come quando si sente davvero un ronzio continuo solo dopo che ha smesso.
Last day I saw him human, he was sad about the world.
Listen. Look. Desire is a house. Desire needs closed space. Desire runs out of doors or windows, or slats or pinpricks, it can’t fit under the sky, too large. Close the doors. Close the windows. As so...
The people were all busy in their cars, listening to the radio, so there was no one to smile at, so I just sent my love to the traffic lights. No one ever appreciates them, all day long, working so ha...
That, she said, is a little closer to how I imagine it works. Whether or not you pray has absolutely nothing to do with the person to your left. It's like saying you shouldn't get the moon in your win...
Mom’s smiles were so full of feeling that people leaned back a little when she greeted them. It was hard to know just how much was being offered.
Most teenage girls don't give old people the time of day which is sad because all old people do all the time is think about how nice it was to be a teenager so long ago.
My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.
Ponytail girl leaned over and she and the tall boy kissed and it was carcinogen gums and magical.
Nothing...They're from nothing,' he said. 'They came in the book...I found the book and inside were these flowers...They were in the book when I bought it... I bought it used...Because they meant some...
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...
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