two words
two words
Only Cats
Kirsten laughs. How do you do it?
Do what?
Think about depressing shit all day. I can’t even watch a David Attenborough without getting upset.
A World of Pretend
...To admit to the world, that you might just be a person who knows a little, but not a lot...
Metamorphosis
The night Megha decided that I was the one was the night, I’m certain, when I invited her back to my room—an austere room, halfway up the west side of a high rise, with walls of brick, and laminated floors, and knots of copper plumbing arbitrarily exposed—and she laid eyes upon my mason jars, all eleven of them, lined up neatly on a single wooden shelf above my bed, each containing a single reconstructed cockroach peacefully suspended in a solution of H2O and ethyl alcohol.
Sunset – Excerpt from Dancing in the Rain, a Memoir
But I think of a quote from Joyce Carol Oates, “The sun is setting on another day and I’m covered in loneliness”...
Minor Repair
They waited tables at the same restaurant. Brent was a year older than Mariah. He was a senior in college, a business major, working for rent and beer money, instead of kids’ clothes, frozen dinners, and daycare payments. They’d met a few months before, when he first got hired. His first day on the job, he stepped in when Mariah screwed up an order and the customer started cussing her out.