As soon as you laugh from nerves or make a joke or say something just to say something or get all involved with the bushes, then you blow open a window in your house of desire and it can’t heat up as well. Cold draft comes in.
AIMEE BENDERAs soon as you laugh from nerves or make a joke or say something just to say something or get all involved with the bushes, then you blow open a window in your house of desire and it can’t heat up as well. Cold draft comes in.
AIMEE BENDERWe hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
AIMEE BENDERTo see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
AIMEE BENDERThe wine glasses are empty except for that one undrinkable red spot at the bottom.
AIMEE BENDERIt’s a pleasure to dive into Hirshberg’s storytelling skills in American Morons.
AIMEE BENDERI watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.
AIMEE BENDERIt is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
AIMEE BENDERPouring over me, but it was a different kind, siphoned from a different, and tamer, body of water. I was her darling daughter; Joseph was her it.
AIMEE BENDERYou can ruin anything if you focus at it.
AIMEE BENDERBut the sky is interesting, it changes all the time.
AIMEE BENDERand I get refill number three or four and the wine is making my bones loose and it’s giving my hair a red sheen and my breasts are blooming and my eyes feel sultry and wise and the dress is water.
AIMEE BENDERI didn’t mind the quiet stretches. It was like we were trying out the idea of being side by side.
AIMEE BENDERI have had with novel writing, and I have put to bed big chunks of work that just didn’t sustain my interest.
AIMEE BENDERI’m obsessed with adolescence. I love to write about people in their 20s.
AIMEE BENDERI admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
AIMEE BENDERMy genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.” – Aimee Bender (Willful Creatures: Stories)
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