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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.

Aimee Bender

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
I like birthday cake. It’s so symbolic. It’s a tempting symbol to load with something more complicated than just ‘Happy birthday!’ because it’s this emblem of childhood and a happy day.
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Birthday Cake Childhood Complicate Happy Just Load Something Symbolic Tempting
It seemed to happen in springs, the revealing of things.
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Happen Reveal Seem Spring
It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.
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Lowest Moment Rescue Surprise
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
The writing I tend to think of as ‘good’ is good because it’s mysterious.
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Good Mysterious Tent Thinking Writing
I knew if I ate anything of hers again, it would lkely tell me the same message: help me,
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Anything Ate Bottle Help Likely Meal Message Same Tell
My 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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Band Gene Inside Love Rope Rubber Story
I didn’t mind the quiet stretches. It was like we were trying out the idea of being side by side.
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Idea Mind Quite Side Stretch Trying
My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.
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Evolution Experience Lover Reverse
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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Brother Daughter Day Every Lover Mom More She
As a writer you ask yourself to dream while awake.
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Awake Dreams Writer Writing Yourself
Sometimes, she said, mostly to herself, I feel I do not know my children…
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Children Herself Mother Thinking
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
I peeled the skin off a grape in slippery little triangles, and I understood then that I would be undressing every item of food I could because my clothes would be staying on.
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Clothes Dating Grape Item Peel Skin Slippery Stay Triangle Understood Undressing

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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