“When they cut open his ankle and leg for the long bones, I see Pete’s Achille’s tendon. It looks like the eye of a round roast.”
-Amy Savage
“When they cut open his ankle and leg for the long bones, I see Pete’s Achille’s tendon. It looks like the eye of a round roast.”
-Amy Savage
“She came whizzing down the stairs, thrown like a dart.”
-Margaret Atwood
“Say nothing. Let her button her shirt, let her comb her hair, the sound of it stretching like a sheet of fire between you.”
-Junot Díaz
“Paper cups floated in the foamy brown lake serene as swans.”
-Lucia Berlin
“Generous gestures, when she attempts them, seem to swipe through the lives of others like a random bear paw, often making matters worse. And she finds no momentum in sharing, in benevolence, in charity, no interaction with another person ever brought her a bolt of pure aliveness like entering the water on a still morning with the world empty in every direction to the sky. That first entry. Crossing the border of consciousness into, into what?”
-Anne Carson

“For a long while she lay on her sweaty sheets listening to the cacophony of toucans and araras and howler monkeys, rude and relentless as dengue.”
-Edward Hamlin
“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
“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