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Sundays, your wife at Mass, we locked ourselves in my room.
Oh, how fascinating it was, watching it all! It was exactly like a play.
All that existed was Louisa’s beauty—or Khin’s refashioning of it.
Dad doesn’t believe I’m beauty queen material. I believe in myself.
The success is deserved, I think: certainly it was not lightly gained.
I am going to relate to you the most lamentable love affair of my life.
A romp through everyday dramas with Hemingway, Kafka, and more!
Anything can happen because everything happens in New York.
It was hard to know what memories or images had marked him.
As our friendship declined into torture, the prairie grew hotter.
We all agreed we would evolve into something, a family of sorts.
Elinor had loved a man. The journey’s purpose was that she might forget.
His mother’s face had been that pretty, though more resigned.
Late March 2002. “Mud time”—so called in Mad River Junction, Ohio.
Sherman Alexie
The horse is in the air, her legs withdrawn, a diamond shape.
He would sneak into my room, we would have sex, he would sneak out.
Nathaniel Hawthorne
Even Medusa was beautiful once, before the sea, snakes, stone. Any chimera is regal if you turn a certain way. Even Medusa was beautiful.
I wanted to be a citizen of the empire called American Express.
I sensed that a name defined who I was and would be in the future.
The owners of the rental left three gifts on the kitchen table for us to enjoy.
She knew Jim would be a terrible husband. They’d murder each other.
If he was going to pick me up, the least he could do was look at me.
He betook himself to the metropolis to become a literary man, of course.
Some goals: stop buying jeans. Stop being angry at mom/dad/sister.
I hang there, upside down, watching Bronwyn, her face beatific.