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Write to organize dizziness.

Now that I have less time, the plan is to write more.

Months of research. Book after book. Articles, films, letters, and court documents. But not all of them. Stop well short of visiting the crime scene.

Fail to write impressively. Fai(more)
What she called playing could certainly hurt. I talk an awful lot about Catholics. Censorship stops me in my tracks. I don't know who to believe. Al Gore has a strong handshake. I still listen to the radio. Fear is on every menu. You have to listen very closely(more)
If the man in the purple baseball hat--whose apologetic smile makes him look vaguely Christian--offers me his seat, I will later follow him off the bus and explain to him every detail of all my most important mistakes--I suppose he might be inclined to call them sins--and I will(more)
Fill the cereal bowl to the right height and decide which newspaper articles are the most important. Wait at least three seconds to think before you address words to anyone. Avoid mistakes, and remember that relaxation, rather than stress, will increase your chances of success. When images of death(more)
Divorced eventually. Thought often about high school football. Preferred drugs that kept his eyes open. Loved the ocean but not being in it. Fucked in harmful ways. Stayed up for days at a time. Never traveled. Walked miles in circles. Hid. Loved the Giants. Fantasized about what he would(more)
...shell of your former self, but it's not your fault. Everyone leaves their favorite self behind, it's just so much faster when you're dying.

...credit to your race. I always knew you were different.

...brave soldier in the critical war of your generation. It's going to tak(more)
1. I'm trying to start each day naturally, but I don't know quite what that means.
2. I'm trying to cut down on words.
3. I'm trying to tell myself what to do by writing notes in a calendar and keeping it in my back pocket.
4. The stoppe(more)
Dear W_____,

I might not send this to you at all.

We missed you at Christmas, but no one expected you to come. L___ is dying, so she couldn't make it either. There was too much food as always, and I don't know why, but that always(more)
I am thinking about the fact that my brother no longer speaks to me, and I imagine what it would sound like if all these waves stopped crashing for ten minutes.

No peace arrives with such an abrupt pause; this would be the silence of a nightmare. Everythin(more)
Their eyes were what they looked at.  

Her irises hooked and carried his weight: blue-green shelves overlapping under seawater, pin-prick golden flecks floating above, dragging lightly left, then right. A memory flicked the pulse in his neck. In it she combs knots out of her hair, one eye(more)
1. It all makes more sense if you think of alcohol as a much more exotic poison.
2. The boys who called her beautiful weren't exactly lying, but this didn't mean that they knew what they meant.
3. A small fragment of melody, a blurry memory from her infancy,(more)
My mother's father had only one leg but made up for it by the way he stood and walked, the kind of guy who would read your name tag and intone it like he owned you. He told stories and jokes, not all of them racist. His hand wrote(more)
She named her daughter after a color, and this seems more and more appropriate. Outfitted in a blue dress that unavoidably flows upwards to her eyes, the color rings out, is shot straight through to where she came from.
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At ten feet I was fine, twenty feet got my attention, and anything past that my knees would start to shake. Forty feet up, I leaned off a scaffold, focused on my breathing, and tried to keep the skil saw steady as I watched a kicked pry bar spinning(more)
I've written about skeletons, but I've only seen them covered by skin.

I try to think of them in order to remind myself of something I like to think that I have learned.
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