The Simile Museum

Tag: Fiction

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

-Tessa Yang

“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

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

-Karen Russell

“…silent as a fig.”

-Gayl Jones

“She was as empty inside as a scooped-out melon.”

-C.J. Hauser

“The streets run steeply up and down, ad the streetcars travel back and forth like rooms ablaze with light.”

-Herta Müller

“By the time we reached the Saekdal Beach, the sun peeked over the horizon like a cracked eyelid. Rocks glistened, clenched like obsidian fists.”

-Silvia Park