“An important memory is like a gravitational field–the mind is compelled to return to it again and again. It is like a moon; it lives in light and shadow.”
-Rikki Ducornet
The Simile Museum
Tag: Simile
June 22, 2016
“Before long, we’re eating krill. They’re clear-bellied, feather-limbed. They feel like onion skins in our mouths, and we have to eat handfuls to feel like we’ve eaten anything at all.”
-Dana Diehl
June 17, 2016
“All she’d ever say was, Let’s enjoy the time we have together, and then she’d cling to his body as if it were the mast of a sinking ship, like she’d lashed herself to him.”
-Matt Bell
June 12, 2016
“Their physical connection had been so strong that it had embarrassed her, the way they had kept brushing up against one another, like aloof but aware cats.”
-Natalie Bakopoulos
June 7, 2016
“Our neighbors stop by and leave bones for the dog, then they go around the dumpster and leave milk in small plates and jar lids around the other mother, like votive candles.”
-Sofia Stambolieva
June 1, 2016
“I felt limp and betrayed, like the skin shed by a terrible animal.”
-Sylvia Plath
May 29, 2016
“An unfinished novel is like having a sick guest in the house.”
-William Gaddis
May 22, 2016
“The professor, his face beautiful under straight whiskers, like a vine-overgrown veranda of some fine old house, disarmed him.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
May 8, 2016
“She remained there motionless, sitting like a mother who affects not to notice the rude or awkward conduct of her children who, in the course of their play, are speaking to people whom she does not know, it was impossible for me to determine whether she approved or condemned the vagrancy of her eyes in the careless detachment of her heart.”
-Marcel Proust
May 1, 2016
“The colonel returned with a sack used to bring groceries
home. He spilled many human ears on the table. They were like
dried peach halves. There is no other way to say this. He took one
of them in his hands, shook it in our faces, dropped it into a water
glass. It came alive there. I am tired of fooling around he said.”
-Carolyn Forché
The Simile Museum 