“I devoured books like a person taking vitamins, afraid that otherwise I would remain this gelatinous narcissist, with no possibility of ever becoming thoughtful, of ever being taken seriously.”
-Anne Lamott
The Simile Museum
Tag: Simile
July 29, 2017
“At sundown they camped at the base of a mesa that rose from the earth like a fist looking out over the plains that glowed golden as the sun disappeared beyond the Organs.”
-Robert James Russell
July 23, 2017
“Men rode the Tallapoosa River almost three hundred miles from Georgia to Alabama. Then just above the the Tallassee, thirty miles upriver, they built a dam in Montgomery. They come for the water’s strength–the waterfalls. They could power a mill with ’em, wet a town. They carved up Tallassee like cuts of meat. Sold her with the promise she was theirs.”
-Natashia Deón
July 9, 2017
“This was the process by which two lives were disentangled, eventually the dread and discomfort would fade and be replaced by unbroken indifference, I would see him on the street by chance, and it would be like seeing an old photograph of yourself: you recognize this image but are unable to remember quite what it was to be that person.”
-Katie Kitamura
June 26, 2017
“They were all growing up exposed to the storms of Mexico and the storms of Latin America, which are worse, if anything, because they are more divided and more desperate. And shimmering like moonlight in those storms, my gaze came to rest on the statues, the silhouettes whose sole possession was a utopia of words, and fairly miserable words at that. Am I being unfair?”
– Roberto Bolaño
June 20, 2017
“A yellow convertible stopped. A girl leaned out the passenger window and snapped several photographs. She looked at me and laughed, then the convertible sped away, the wind blowing the girl’s blond hair straight up like a flame.”
-Sarai Walker
June 12, 2017
“Magda was quiet, but her eyes were horribly alive, like blue tigers.”
-Cynthia Ozick
June 3, 2017
“She moved all the time, cutting up her life into bits like food for a child, stopping by once or twice a year to sleep on the couch.”
– Gabe Habash
May 28, 2017
“On the tarmac at Heathrow the plane full of people waited silently to be taken into the air. The air hostess stood in the aisle and mimed with her props as the recording played. We were strapped into our seats, a field of strangers, in a silence like the silence of a congregation while the liturgy is read.”
-Rachel Cusk
May 17, 2017
“I remember that sentence driving at me in the dark like a glacier.”
-Anne Carson
The Simile Museum 