“Meth was Trainspotting and Dust of Angels. Taiwanese education had worked like a charm, and he had taken a step back from the idea. What else was out there for him to try?”
“Meth was Trainspotting and Dust of Angels. Taiwanese education had worked like a charm, and he had taken a step back from the idea. What else was out there for him to try?”
When they talk, the five sisters, their words strangle each other, pulling and plucking at the threads of truth.
The sea’s sunlit hues, the model-like beach goers that crowd the snack bar, the fruit from the south that tastes of the earth—they are totally unremarkable to her.
Years later, to my own surprise, I would recognize a strange person within myself. Had I known then how strange I was, what would I have done?
I never understood the concept of wearing an outfit only once, by which I mean I’ve never thought about my own wedding.
That sweet aroma—one so acquainted with Jabril—was hanging brightly like a piece of the moon within this incantation.
Your mother always told you stories as she oiled your hair: of her youth, legends and fables, immigration, your father’s business ventures.
Sudah hampir sepuluh tahun Ambe terbaring di sumbung | Ambe has been lying on top of the casket for almost ten years now
As I looked in the mirror, Master flexed His fingers against my skin, as naturally as a handler would lovingly caress their pet puppy.
When the epiphyllum buds reached peak bloom, petals everywhere began to fall. They began to fall like rain.
I feel satisfied, triumphant, knowing I have loved the original donut well, though maybe it was only its glaze that I recognized.
I don’t know what to tell you except that children are cruel and her emails were hilarious.
She selected a single star on which to direct her attention. We are one light, she told herself.
So do I tell her the name Cy sighed last night? Do I say how it landed on me like dew, like shroud?
In that moment who was to say what belonged to me—Munir’s mouth, my luminous skin color, a setting sun, the shady place we were in, I could never tell anyone.
Her grandma had once asked her how you could tell the difference between something that had disappeared and something that had escaped
Like if we shared any of the same interests I could tell him how I recently learned that Kubrick in his younger days used to wander around New York City and play chess in parks
“Meth was Trainspotting and Dust of Angels. Taiwanese education had worked like a charm, and he had taken a step back from the idea. What else was out there for him to try?”
As I looked in the mirror, Master flexed His fingers against my skin, as naturally as a handler would lovingly caress their pet puppy.
When they talk, the five sisters, their words strangle each other, pulling and plucking at the threads of truth.
When the epiphyllum buds reached peak bloom, petals everywhere began to fall. They began to fall like rain.
I feel satisfied, triumphant, knowing I have loved the original donut well, though maybe it was only its glaze that I recognized.
The sea’s sunlit hues, the model-like beach goers that crowd the snack bar, the fruit from the south that tastes of the earth—they are totally unremarkable to her.
I don’t know what to tell you except that children are cruel and her emails were hilarious.
Years later, to my own surprise, I would recognize a strange person within myself. Had I known then how strange I was, what would I have done?
She selected a single star on which to direct her attention. We are one light, she told herself.
I never understood the concept of wearing an outfit only once, by which I mean I’ve never thought about my own wedding.
That sweet aroma—one so acquainted with Jabril—was hanging brightly like a piece of the moon within this incantation.
So do I tell her the name Cy sighed last night? Do I say how it landed on me like dew, like shroud?
In that moment who was to say what belonged to me—Munir’s mouth, my luminous skin color, a setting sun, the shady place we were in, I could never tell anyone.
Your mother always told you stories as she oiled your hair: of her youth, legends and fables, immigration, your father’s business ventures.
Her grandma had once asked her how you could tell the difference between something that had disappeared and something that had escaped
Sudah hampir sepuluh tahun Ambe terbaring di sumbung | Ambe has been lying on top of the casket for almost ten years now
Like if we shared any of the same interests I could tell him how I recently learned that Kubrick in his younger days used to wander around New York City and play chess in parks