I want to dispute that depression is by definition pathological.
The woman who is known only through a man is known wrong.
“I’m not afraid of death; I just don’t want to be there when it happens.”
“I suppose there have been a good many men killed in this room.”
He held a screwdriver to the fleshy underside of Peggy’s neck.
“Ki-Tae the famous pastor,” Jae says to her. “Can you believe life.”
The underworld reached out for your hand and found payment.
You don’t feel anything when they cut you, not at first, just the blood.
“I can’t hold it any longer. I have to pee,” I finally confessed to Viola.
He thinks with joy and conviction that the Japanese are his enemy.
The sense of power that flights of temper evoke will betray you.
He always talked of making money with the air of a connoisseur.
I managed to talk sensible Alice into a little pink outfit and high heels.
When he kisses me, my heart flutters in my chest like swarming bees.
Her bra is black, her breasts full and white. There is too much flesh.
We were young and lived wild lives in the delightful city of our sojourn.
In the backyard I submerge myself in a bathtub of soil, soak with the hose.
There was a shout, then a shot fired. I pressed the shutter again and again.
My brother stealing all the lightbulbs, my parents live without light.
Charlie wasn’t Lena’s first love, but he counted on being her last.
It is the night of whores and monsters, but without the killings.
What will we do without exile, and a long night that stares at the water?
She takes her hand to my scalp: eyes close as if tasting lemon cake.
Tanya jokes that she comes to the East Coast now only for funerals.
The future was spread out for us to go in any direction we wanted.
Ella knew she hadn’t hurt Sebastian, but she knew she’d betrayed him.
We’d never had a cross word, but I’d never corrected him.
There isn’t a nice Jewish boy in sight—not that I’m looking for one.