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Men used to want me for my body. Now they want me for my mind and I’m not exactly pleased about it.
The pain overwhelmed her. It hijacked her senses, replaced every thought and impression with a single blinding white visceral screech.
He has to be “locked-in” and will be conscious, feeling everything. I’ve given him nothing but a paralytic, intubated and ventilated him.
She did not want anyone to know how she liked to stand in the bathroom, before stepping into the tub, to admire the new muscles in her arms
You draw colored circles on my back in front of a fire that might have burned for centuries.
Some of my friends say things like, “Doesn’t it bother you that she’s always listening?”
I come to the Hinterlands with knowledge of the future so I know the Roman Republic wins. I watch Venus de Milo’s fruitless attempts, then slip into a winery.
“That’s the fifth one this week,” I told Zuzanna from the other room. “They are all having dreams about Donald Trump.
The other side of the pane, a silhouetted woman walked in the direction of blackened smokestacks.
It’s the annual company party, and the CEO is going on and on about what a great year it was for the whole urban revitalization industry,
Leaving refugees buried in its path beneath crumbling buildings. A higher population death rate in its wake. The fighting carved scars out of the landscape and tore away innocent citizens.
To me, it’s a Rorschach test I’ve failed, but my son sees the man immediately.
Whatever he’s doing, the lake witnessed. Whatever he’s doing, my body sucked it up inside of me,
If women ruled the world, I thought, no such behemoth would have been constructed
You didn’t want to write for him, but the call came one day and within an hour there was the black sedan outside the faculty window
No obligation to buy was right up Pop’s alley. He filled out the application, even crossed himself before he signed.