It was always a relief when she came home to him. Like water or food. Like music or that moment when you cut yourself with a knife and squeeze the skin and no blood oozes out.
It wasn’t that shocking kind of feeling they both expected. More like a huge sigh of relief spreading through them. Like your cold, naked body falling into a soft, warm bed, under covers, into arms. T...
It's scary to feel this much in such a dangerous world. Even if what you feel, overwhelmingly, like inhaling the precious, still-surviving existing earth, is not fear but love.
You try to decide if you should take this as a message of endings. Or beginnings.
This was not a fearie tale. This was not the movies. This was life. It hurt more. It was excruciating. It was excruciatingly beautiful.
No, I’m all right. I think I’m just over-stimulated or something.Do you want to explain that one to me? Do we need to take you to buy some condoms?Mom! No.
How to (un)cage a girllonger hair bigger breasts smoother skinflatter stomach whiter teeth smaller noseif you worry enough you won't have timeor energy to seewhat really iswhat could i have learnedif...
Love, that elusive leading lady, plays too many parts to be typecast.
Max asked, 'Why death, do you think?''The Iroquois say that the world was too full, so the men and women got together, separately, to find an answer. The men came up with the idea of not having any mo...
Maybe I'm afraid of the sword not because I think I might fail to defend us but because I'm not so certain I won't give up and turn it on myself.
You turned your head to look at me. Your eyes looked so big in your face, so mysterious — wide and flickering like a butterfly-wing mask. When you saw me the wails turned to sobs, and then just quiete...
The homes of so many skeletons. People who used to fight over the last blueberry muffin at the breakfast table, get down on their knees to scrub bathroom floors, and kiss one another good night, think...
Maybe one night I’ll be asleep and I’ll feel a hand like a dove on my cheekbone and feel her breath cool like peppermints and when I open my eyes my mom will be there like an angle, saying in the soft...
Morning. Strawberry sky dusted with white winter powder sugar sun. And nobody to munch on it with
We got quiet. The garden was combing her hair and putting on earrings. The house was full of dancing creatures, not male and female but both, two lovers in one body. The books downstairs were reciting...
My breath clouded the air like a little ghost escaping from my body.
My mind is like the valley—this vast barren waste. Car lots. Malls. Tract homes. I know there are other worlds beyond it—of canyons full of coyote and monarch butterflies, squirrels, bunnies, purple a...
We are all insane. But how do you distinguish sanity from insanity, how do you diagnose abnormality in this new world?
Tinys do not deserve safety. If they are to prove themselves, they must suffer and die or suffer and survive.
Welcome Beauty, banish fear.
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