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I don't know if it's possible to remember what things were actually like. And I'm not sure I want to — one of my favorite things about my...

I'm not a visitor in my own life. I live here. I know where things are (most of the time) I can grab a fork for you and I can make you a ...

I wonder if people in the 60s wondered if they were the main character or if that's just a Tiktok thing. I don't think you always have to...

Do you remember the years before kissing people, when we kissed things? Mirrors, the backs of our hands, a pillow — any inanimate object ...

The big things are love, justice, the ocean, listening, who becomes president, and how someone makes you feel when they're smiling at you...

Helpful things I have learned in therapy: - Imagine the worst case scenario. Can you handle it? Have you handled something like it before...

High spirits and dread interlacing, when the chapter closes and the bookmark is carefully placed. When we realize things are going to be ...

You like the way the leaves crush under your feet; I like the way they fall slow from the trees, shaken loose by the wind. You like the h...

as for us we go on hoping and wishing and maybe even praying through five story walk ups, brownstones a little too far from work and our ...

When I was starting to think I thought that I somehow caused everything that happened to me but now I know that sometimes things just hap...

What I've learned from my best friends: - When something isn't for you, leave it - If you're thinking a lot about breaking up with someon...

Falling down the stairs can be a good start. It's a new perspective, the stairs coming up to meet your face rather than your feet, your h...

I don't think I'm special but I know the trees listen to me when I talk to them. When you look inside yourself, what do you see? What col...

Numbers questions for the girls: How long will I let my thoughts riot in my mind before I take a sleeping pill? (Fifteen minutes) How man...

She flops down on the grass, a blade getting in her hair. She doesn't notice. She's wouldn't have minded anyways — she's the type that is...

I cut myself on some unruly metal and when it wouldn't stop bleeding, I called my dad. "Which finger did you cut yourself on?" he asked, ...

Usually, the sun wakes me. This morning the alarm was an ant crawling lightly on my arm. I crushed it between my fingers, eyes half shut,...

Things to do while you wait for someone for a socially distanced picnic besides look at your phone Touch the grass. Drink your wine. Rear...

You can lie to me. You can say it's cold when it's sixty-eight degrees outside, you can say you speak French when you freeze up on the fi...