The Simile Museum

“Hazel’s mom has a cloud of pale hair that she burns dry every morning. Whenever Hazel meets her focus, her frown springs into a grin. The grin is toothy and tight, like a sad shark that smiles only because of its anatomy.”

-Lydia Conklin

“When I woke, my joints had tightened like screws.”

-Tessa Yang

“She knew that she carried the sins of her parents and grandparents around in her blood, something parasitic living there against her will. Their mistakes were inside of her, like the rings of a felled tree.”

-Megan Mayhew Bergman

“Patches of overgrown grass resembled a comb-over on the head of a bald person who didn’t want to see reality.”

-Elif Batuman

“He felt the mystery of his own unconscious like a whale looming invisibly beneath a tiny swimmer. If he couldn’t search or retrieve or view his own past, then it wasn’t his. It was lost.”

-Jennifer Egan

“She came into his eyes sudden and permanent as a photograph.”

-Tracy O’Neill

“I trailed spiderwebs like finish-line ribbons as I walked between saplings.”

-Molly Dektar

“Reading about craft is like listening to yourself breathe.”

-Zadie Smith

“Uncle Sean was as blandly ugly as a big toenail.”

-Karen Russell

“…silent as a fig.”

-Gayl Jones