He seemed to be waiting for me to move forward. Weren't we all.
He didn't call me for a few weeks. This was customary within our friendship, confide and retreat, but I wondered. I wondered if perhaps our last conversation had been an overture. Not the conversation...
Except she wasn’t like a husband from the 1950s because she didn’t bring home the bacon.
Every night my plan was to make it to dawn and then feel out the options. But that was just it -- there were no options. There had been options, before the baby, but none of them had been pursued. I h...
Each word he said was boring, but collectively the melody of them lulled me. I tried to resist, but just the weight of him, in pounds and ounces, was a relief.
Each word he said was boring, but collectively the melody of them lulled me. I tried to resist, but just the weight of him, in pounds and ounces, was a relief. Always being the heaviest person in the...
Did you ever really love her? Not really no. But me? Yes. Even though I have no pizzazz?
But, like ivy, we grow where there is room for us. She seemed to have room for me; she never turned away in the pauses that allow for turning away.
But I couldn't put a face to the feeling; it was a dissolving thought, like a dream that hurries away when you approach it.
And she felt a real sense of loss. Even though she knew she had never had an accent. It was the birthmark, which in its density had lent color even to her voice. She didn't miss the birthmark, but she...
آدم های فقیری که در بخت آزمایی برنده میشوند هیچ وقت پولدار نمیشوند.
You seem incredibly faraway to me, like someone on the other side of a lake. A dot so small that it isn’t male or female or young or old; it is just smiling.
When you can see the beauty of a tree, then you will know what love is.
When she saw my messy desk, she said she was the same way, and there was no dust on the TV, and I was easy to love. People just need a little help because they are so used to not loving. It's like sco...
When I leave my car my iPhone escorts me, letting everyone else in the post office know that I’m not really with them, I’m with my own people, who are so hilarious that I can’t help smiling to myself...
We were excited about getting jobs; we hardly went anywhere without filling out an application. But once we were hired - as furniture sanders - we could not believe this was really what people did all...
We learned to be discreet. It helped that nobody really cares about anyone but themselves anyway.
We grew still and stared at each other. It seemed incredibly dangerous to look into each other’s eyes, but we were doing it. For how long can you behold another person? Before you have to think of you...
We don't really believe in mowing the lawn; we do it only to avoid unnecessary engagement with the neighbors.
So this was what it was like not to be me.