It would look at me and I’d wish it would lunge already, but it never did. It would look at me and I could hear it thinking, take your time ...
I wanted to preserve it. I liked its passenger compartment, which held me like a friend. I liked driving in this thing, to… not many places. A gas station just ...
On the good nights there was simply too much. Her legs tingled with nervous energy — the good nights were the nights of plans, dreams, and strategies, all carefully charted, ...
She responded by imbuing the Allegro ma non troppo with defiance, unusual for her, giving angry voice to the two opposing forces within the score and sidelong glances to Zhou ...
The house became vacant, in the way a place can only be with just one person; like the proverbial tree falling, emptiness requires a witness.
The girls you need to watch are the ones who think they’re nice: pretty, well-dressed girls who are used to compliments, who think that if they smile at you you’ll ...
I am at my PC looking for a girl called Alice. Only she isn’t really called Alice, I know that. But that’s what she calls herself on this website. I ...
It was four in the morning; she was not with him. The subway rumbled beneath his feet, and once when Ivan was six he told his mother that the steam ...
He couldn’t remember who had started what. Had he grabbed her breast and squeezed at her poking swollen nipple underneath the grey sweat-stained top? Or had there been some ...
I wondered if I was with Jesus before I was born and had time to do bad things but the Sunday school teacher glared at me and said such questions ...
We reached an understanding as I stared into one of Turner’s stormier seascapes. You came up behind me, tucked two icy fingers into the soft warmth at the inside of ...
We had no choice but to sign the admittance papers. We saw no other alternative. When there’s something medically wrong – especially when it’s your child – you must trust ...
Does your hand rub over the skin, or move with the skin, I asked. Claire placed a sandwich bag over her bristle brush to try and demonstrate the skill. Oh, ...
She didn’t know how to say policía in Quechua, but she knew what it meant when the women started running in their little black shoes, their hats flying off their ...
I find a heavy stone before slipping out of my clothes. I weight them down and run as best I can, the wind chasing me, catching me each time it ...
“Maybe she’s…claustrophobic.”
It was what I had been dreading but I’d been too afraid to imagine.
She looked at me in disbelief and then she snorted, nostrils flaring. “That’s ridiculous. ...
She kissed him and said, “I want you to be the first.” He never asked her why. Of all the men she must have known, he couldn’t believe he ...
All of this is façade, of course. The young girl at the counter might believe you, but the manager is back there, and he knows. He’s thinking the new girl ...
They took away my clothes, the white raincoat that was an exact copy of Samantha’s, the red woollen dress like the one in her closet and the shoes, bag, and ...
He had never done it before. The only time he had ever hit a girl’s face, by accident, was when he was five. He had merely meant to push his ...