There are days when you are all that exists in the world.

You are saying into my hair, simply, "You are the best girl; you are my favorite girl." My eyes are closed, and your arms are tight and warm around my waist.

I think of the girls who came before me and it is inconceivable to me--incomprehensible--that they let you go.

At my last apartment, with different roommates, our bathroom sink would always be littered with tiny, curling strands of blue fuzz. And that would be strange to me, because it did not match the color of any of our towels. Where did that fuzz come from ( Read more... )

Once, I talked someone out of killing herself ( Read more... )

(non-fiction) May 2004There are several encounters, before it actually happens ( Read more... )