It was clear she had been here from the smell of wind in the room.

Dan disowned my sister and me via email a year ago

The seafood restaurant in my dreams closed down last night.

Margot and I had humped once, too, when I stopped by and Andrea wasn’t home.

I love beginnings. The clack of the wheels on a roller coaster climb, the smell of cotton candy and grease.

Why did Train A leave while Train B was still getting ready?

As Yoda sat on a tree stump, perfectly force-carved to complement his bony exterior and knobby joints, he realized that it had been five days in a row now that he had sat on this tree stump.

We know we are eels.

"He slept among a pile of used truck tires ..."

For as long as Mark could remember, he had wanted to save someone from a wolf. He had wanted it to happen in a specific way. Peculiar even.

I’m standing on top of Drew Barrymore’s star and the song’s issuing from a hot-purple Sony boom box someone set up a few feet away.

If you cut my leg and peel away the muscle, there’s a family living inside

“Hey, are you up?”

"Bekya." This is my call. It echoes through the streets.

I know that I am going to die.

In the mornings, we watch the wagons come in a procession, rolling down the streets in one thin line.

Vermont in the summer is a place I love.

I remember when my parents first told me.

The best plastic surgeons are cultured. They stand at the intersection of art and science and are not, generally, superficial.

We never thought the calcification was a problem.

The next time Jonathan and I had a playdate I told him what had happened. I was sitting on his bed and he was sitting at his desk when he told me a secret.

If thinking your own thoughts has never brought you love, is it so bad to let another think for you?

Tennis balls were always disgusting. That creep-crawly not-green not-quite-yellow felt that made my teeth grind and my spine twitch, always wet with dog slobber. And it never lost that toxic new car

Gail is the name of the person telling this story. She thinks of herself as Gail instead of I.

I painted my lips and fingers red the first time I was unfaithful. It was in college, with a girl with sharp orange hair who had a smile that said come. I never really liked her--she was arrogant and