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Family & Ancestorsexpand_more“I’m torturing you,” she said. “It isn’t fair.” Now I saw there were tears.
Mostly he was in a hurry, so he’d just stick it in and away we’d go.
I’m mourning in the armpits of a lover we once called a family friend.
Since his mother’s fall, Ali had been stopping by every week to help out.
Devanand Simon was twenty-five when the bodies fell from the sky.
“It was not wartime sentiment that moved me to ask you here.”
She countered the reverence of his efforts stroke by stroke, tit for tat.
Water the boxed dirt, and up she’ll push, rising in red-streaked blossoms.
He fell to the floor and begged the gods. The gods were silent.
We have harvested nothing more than the stench of middle age.
It’s just a great big old world with Santa and angels all around.
He was gentle and slow, like a blind man washing dishes.
Poems and stories are the whisperings of angels we cannot see.
‘Isn’t this great?’ she said. ‘A bit of peace for ourselves?’ ‘No one could go into a cafe on their own on Christmas Day.’
she was sixteen, and swimming. she was seventy-one, and soft.
There was a glint of cold red light out there, on the other shore of the lake.
To resist him, I danced how he wanted, but made a mockery of it.
That’s why Mam drinks whiskey. That’s why he drinks whiskey too.
I only feel that here, only here, in this one place, a small rise.
Why do girls want to cheerlead? Don’t they know it objectifies women?
He is not a man, but an empty shell, a creature who laughs to stop the shame.
I hadn’t always liked being around my mother while she was alive.
Please, Theresa thought, as a tenderness surged within herself.
Keely finally stops crying when they step outside. The shock of cold.
I wouldn’t sleep a second, knowing the catastrophe I’d set in motion.
Some days Barbie Chang wants to hang up her Asian boots.
Mina sees, very clearly, Tony Salvatore looking up her gaping shirt.
Why does she do it? She knows cutting yourself is a joke. Goth, idiotic.
I hate it here, but I’ll make the best of it, because that’s what mothers do.
She gives her daughter her birth certificate and oil money: Go.
