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“You’re great with people. Ever since you got over the drooling problem.”

“No, no,” we say. “We’re fine! Really! We love things just the way they are!”

Today the game was to try to catch one of the cats in a pillowcase.

I remember speaking to Allison who asked me if I wanted to be a girl.

What I really meant to say is that I am tired. Beauty can demand so much.

The door opened, and Dan stormed in, shouting, “Motherfuckers!”

I was only five when Dad told me I had died. “You drowned,” he said.

Rain falls steadily, rattling down drainpipes and gurgling into gutters.

“Wanna give it a go?” my brother asks, nudging me with his 12-gauge.

Amy put her arm around his shoulders. My boy. Isn’t he wonderful?

His eyes always astonish her. Iridescent blue, flecked with black. Her husband was gone, two years later than she should’ve thrown him out.

The guy from the funeral home can’t get the gurney into the house.

We need to stop talking about it, we need to put some pants on.

Lori & Garry Marshall

The Others came in the light of day and splayed Father open.

there is no place on this earth I can run from my own prejudice

When you write the story of being a father don’t leave out the joy.

Lydda, when she closes her eyes, has traded one war zone for another.

I was opposed to the taking of human life. I was opposed to all war.

The window washer smiles a little and licks his lips. Nadine smiles back.

Dad is catnip to the lady residents. He’s tall and lean, plus he’s got all his hair.

The world smells brand-new crisp the way an ax cuts fire wood.

There were so many tired, frayed words thick in the air around her.

Our eyes searched for the island, but ahead there was only overcast.

Her cheek was like a plum about to burst and you had to close your eyes.

Dr. Zee knows his son is struggling up out of some chemical fog.