she and me / twice connected

“I’m in a book club,” Rosa said. “We meet every other Thursday.” A small white lie.

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He’d always loved the rabbits in the winter the best, camouflaging with the thick snow fall

No matter what you choose to do next, it is not going to be easy.

Zack quietly studied his strip of paper, where the fortune was printed in Japanese and then translated into English just below.

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Our names, once written beneath a sun-soaked sky

The second mistake was thinking we could win a war against monkeys.

They course, the gusts, chasing over the boreal blue

Water with appropriate subfreezing, can turn to ice.

sink, surface, sink.

I knew that intensity in her green eyes, had seen it first when we drank on her mother’s back porch with the fireflies glimmering over the white spirea.

Moira Poindexter is beyond scared. She didn’t want this assignment.

Julie faltered under Nina’s intense glare, compounded by the emotional rawness from losing her husband—Nina’s brother—unexpectedly a week before.

There’s something specifically linear about going from a teenager to a young adult: Go to school. Get into university. Get a job.

While Mom’s adventurous culinary dexterity is a fair match to our seemingly insatiable appetites, not everything she prepares is a hit.

George and I splash around the pool or clamber down the dusty cliffs to play in the polluted waves below.

If I close my eyes, I remember that age—

Bulbous, smaller than the head of a pin, it dangles on a thread

I want to write a note with a felt tip pen on the spiral-bound pad

He touches my face, pretends at not knowing the words.

For those fortunate enough to be inside, the searing heat was uninviting...

Emotions usually rose inside her quickly and dissipated just as fast, like little sparks that ascend from a crackling fire and disappear into the night sky.

He likes awful things, but he doesn’t like to get caught. He gets things done.

Like the sleek blue curves of a Van Gogh painting; my limbs the canvas.

It turned out that simplifying my life was not what mattered most, especially in the middle of a worldwide pandemic.

I was given a list of names of eight teenagers and the courses each student needed to pass. My goal was simple: get them the high school credit.

high above our blind, all-too-busy minds.

I hate stories that end with— / It was all a dream.

You are not on my list—you never were—

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Time is a tricky boomerang / trace an arc to the future and back

Tiffany exits her trailer to take in the moonlight glimmering off the lake. Her eyes stop on the shoreline. There’s something in the water.

The first death wasn’t suspicious.

Margot was tired. Her dreams had been keeping her awake for weeks. It was fascinating what her brain could conjure up while she slept.

Laila averted her eyes from the baby’s face and made no attempt to adjust her loose embrace.

As soon as she emphasized that last word, I was scared. Now implied urgency. Now meant danger. Now meant there was something really wrong.

Panic filled my chest.  Don’t let it be bad, don’t let it be bad, I said to myself as I closed in on the patio. 

Of all the things I fear, making a spectacle of myself ranks very high on that list.

We tried to make baguettes on the flour-dusted kitchen counter

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Take the kettle off before it screams.

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Personally, I thought He was pushing it, trying too hard with the “Creator of all things” bit. It was a bit much—over the top, I might say.