This was during the final month of the era when it was possible to press a series of buttons on a telephone and speak with someone on the far side of the earth.
They are always waiting, the people of the Undersea. They spend all their lives waiting for their lives to begin. Miranda
Theatre in Toronto. Earlier in the evening, three little girls had played a clapping game onstage as the audience entered, childhood versions of Lear’s daughters, and now they’d returned as hallucinat...
The house is silent now and she feels like a stranger here. This life was never ours, she whispers to the dog, who has been following her from room to room, and Luli wags her tail and stares at Mirand...
She likes Hollywood best at night, in the quiet, when it's all dark leaves and shadows and night-blooming flowers, the edges softened, gently lit streets curving up into the hills.
SOMETIMES THE TRAVELING SYMPHONY thought that what they were doing was noble. There were moments around campfires when someone would say something invigorating about the importance of art, and everyon...
Or maybe just an amphetamine freak? Clark’s thoughts wandered to a particularly exciting week in Toronto, eighteen or nineteen years old, when he and Arthur had accepted some pills from a new friend a...
No more social media, no more scrolling through litanies of dreams and nervous hopes and photographs of lunches, cries for help and expressions of contentment and relationship-status updates with hear...
Miranda is a person with very few certainties, but one of them is that only the dishonourable leave when things get difficult.
LATER THEY HAVE a house in the Hollywood Hills and a Pomeranian who shines like a little ghost when Miranda calls for her at night, a white smudge in the darkness at the end of the yard. There
Is it possible that somewhere there are ships setting out? If there are again towns with streetlights, if there are symphonies and newspapers, then what else might this awakening world contain? Perhap...
He found he was a man who repented almost everything, regrets crowding in around him like moths to a light. This was actually the main difference between twenty-one and fifty-one, he decided, the shee...
Forever is the most dizzying word in the English language. The idea of staying in one place forever was like standing at the border of a foreign country, peering over the fence and trying to imagine w...
Eli left her there. In the kitchen he found the pomegranate he’d bought for her and quartered it quickly on a pale blue plate. He thought the contrast between the shades of the pomegranate and the blu...
A man was curled on his side near the elevators, shivering. She wanted to speak to him, but speaking would take too much strength, so she looked at him instead—I see you, I see you—and hoped this was...
Her. It was a lump of glass with a storm cloud trapped inside. In the lobby, the people gathered at the bar clinked their glasses together. To Arthur, they said. They drank for a few more minutes and...
You walk into a room and flip a switch and the room fills with light. You leave your garbage in bags on the curbside, and a truck comes and transports it to some invisible place. When you're in danger...
Wir waren nicht für diese Welt bestimmt. Ich bin in meine Stadt zurückgekehrt, in mein zerbrochenes Leben und mein kaputtes Zuhause, in meine Einsamkeit, und versuchte zu vergessen, wie süß das Leben...
Why did we always say we were going to shoot emails?I don't know. I've wondered that, too.Why couldn't we just say we were going to send them? We were just pressing a button, were we not?Not even a re...
This life was never ours, she whispers to the dog, who has been following her from room to room, and Luli wags her tail and stares at Miranda with wet brown eyes. We were only ever borrowing it.