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Mom loved my brother more. Not that she didn’t love me – I felt the wash of her love every day.

Aimee Bender

The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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Good Mysterious Tent Thinking Writing
You feel wonderful, you feel like somebody knows you’re alive, you feel fear because it could be a bomb, because you think you’re that important.
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Alive Bomb Important Somebody Think Wonderful
She is the first gesture that creates a quiet that is full enough to make the baby sleep. My genes, my love, are rubber bands and rope; make yourself a structure you can live inside. Amen.
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Amen Baby Band Create Enough First Full Gesture Inside Love Make Rubber Sleep
The stories themselves haunt, they stick around, they linger, inhabiting a little corner of the reader’s brain and resurfacing to evoke mystery or sadness or longing.
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Around Brain Corner Evoke Inhabiting Mystery Reader Resurfacing Sad Stick Story
A Dorito asks nothing of you, which is its great gift. It only asks that you are not there.
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Ask Doritos Doubt Gift Great Nothing
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
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
My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.
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Anytime Cave Eyelid Private Want
Glen Hirshberg’s stories are haunting, absolutely, but not only because of the content.
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Absolute Brain Content Haunt Sadness Skill Sorry
But the sky is interesting, it changes all the time.
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All Change Interest Sky Time
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
Sometimes, she said, mostly to herself, I feel I do not know my children…
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Children Herself Mother Thinking
You’re the perfect girl’, he said, rubbing his chin. ‘You expect nothing.
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Expect Girl Nothing Perfect Rub
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
And the warmth of the music inside her, did she believe, for even one glorious second, that her passion had arrived?
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Arrive Believe Glorious Inside Music Passion Second Warmest
If everything kept to its normal progression, we would live with the sadness-cry and then walk-but what really breaks us cleanest are the losses that happen out of order.
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Break Clean Cry Everything Happen Lose Normal Order Parent Progressive Walk

Mom loved my brother more. Not that she didn’t love me – I felt the wash of her love every day.

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