The Simile Museum

Tag: Novel

“Her hands are neatly folded, like two birds, in the shallow dip of her lap.”

-Julie Otsuka

“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

“…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

“Everyone started to hunker down. They were busy with work, and some people had begun having families, too, so they stayed home with their kids on the weekend, which made sense. People evaporated, though only by about fifty percent: they still existed as texts and likes and shares. Like ghosts, showing up at a séance by way of knocking over your teacup.”

-Adrienne Celt

“Grief rattles about your mind like a loose pebble in a shoe.”

-Caleb Azumah Nelson