Am I cutting myself? Does the country hurt much? Why are you crying?

You dial the clinic’s phone number and press send, wondering if life from this day forward holds nothing but a death sentence.

I was not surprised that his consumption of my heart had some kind of lasting effect.

She yells at passing cars, “Are you afraid of Virginia Woolf? Are you?”

“You’re the girl who chomped down on the Snickers bar when the Pope died.”

With screens mediating their worlds, kids tend to interact less and less with nature.

He wouldn’t make a conscious move either way but stood there tying the truth and anti-truth together.

“She is battery operated,” Angel, the online sales person, had explained when Isabelle had placed her order. “But you’ll never know it.”

It was the first time I’d ever heard of someone smiling at a drowning.

What happened to our sister would always be at the center of our lives. My family, the four of us now, would be planets forever revolving around that moment.