People move on from misunderstandings, her mother told the sisters. People don’t just destroy a family over a confusion.
Burritos are good when you’re eating them, then they’re gone. They are too much like all his past relationships.
And that’s how I spent an entire day living according to the rhythms of a bereaved turtle.
I thought about the straight, flat timeline of my life.
He is dirty, germs on his hands, in the gaps of his nails, something invisible and harmful. Something that harms her.
I grew in oversized male T-shirts, wearing them as nightdresses, grew out of them, then in fake Nike hoodies, Levi’s sweaters, Tommy Hilfiger dresses.
But desire leads to disappointment—always.
Call whoever’s home into the kitchen. Count heads.
What do we make of someone who forces us to question our beliefs?
The year Kelly’s mom died was the year she taught me Morse code.