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As a writer you ask yourself to dream while awake.

Aimee Bender

It is all about numbers. It is all about sequence. It’s the mathematical logic of being alive.
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Everything Kept Life Logical Loss Mathematics Normal Number Sadness
Large meadows are lovely for picnics and romping, but they are for the lighter feelings. Meadows do not make me want to write.
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Feeling Lighter Lovely Meadow Picnic Romp Writing
The most so far, because she found the saddest thing of all to be the simple truth of her capacity to move on.
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All Capacity Found Fra Most Move Sad Simple Thing Truth
I am the drying meadow; you the unspoken apology; he is the fluctuating distance between mother and son.
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Apology Baby Distance Drying Fluctuate Life Mother Son Unspoken
When language is treated beautifully and interestingly, it can feel good for the body: It’s nourishing; it’s rejuvenating.
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Beautiful Body Feel Good Interesting Language Nourish Treat
It was like we were exchanging codes, on how to be a father and a daughter, like we’d read about it in a manual, translated from another language, and were doing our best with what we could understand.
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Code Daughter Details exchange Father Language Read
Pouring 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.
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Body Darling Daughter Different Kind Pour Siphoned Tamer Water
But what I kept wondering about is this: that first second when she felt her skirt burning, what did she think?
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Believe Burning Kept Passion Second Skirt Think Thinking Wonder
When the light at Vernon turned green, we stepped into the street and George grabbed my hand and the ghosts of our younger selves crossed with us.
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Ghost Grab Hand Light Self Step Street
But the sky is interesting, it changes all the time.
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All Change Interest Sky Time
It was a fleeting statement, one I didn’t think she’d hold on to; after all, she had birthed us alone, diapered and fed us, helped us with homework, kissed and hugged us, poured her love into us.
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After Birthed Fleet Help Homework Kiss Love Pour Statement
That’s the thing with handmade items. They still have the person’s mark on them, and when you hold them, you feel less alone.
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Burger Feel Handmade Hold Item Little Person
Light is good company, when alone; I took my comfort where I found it, and the warmest yellow bulb in the living-room lamp had become a kind of radiant babysitter all its own.
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Bulb Comfort Company Good Light Living Room Took Warmest Yellow
That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit.
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Actually Admit Humble might Mother Seem She
I want to be violated by insight.
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Insight Violate Want
To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
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Barometer Gratitude Love Setting Someone

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