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Kissing George was a little like rolling in caramel after spending years surviving off rice sticks.

Aimee Bender

We’re all getting too smart. Our brains are just getting bigger and bigger, and the world dries up and dies when there’s too much thought and not enough heart.
AIMEE BENDER

Bigger Brain Dry Heart Smart Up World
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
I’m obsessed with adolescence. I love to write about people in their 20s.
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Adolescence Kind Obsess People Twenties Write
I watched as she added a question mark at the end. Arc, line, space, dot.
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Add Dot Line Question Space Watch
It’s such a fraught and exciting and kind of horrible time.
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Excite Fraught Horrible Kind Such Time
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
This is why everyone who eats a Whopper leaves a little more depressed than they were when they came in. Nobody cooked that burger.
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Burger Cook Depress Eat Everyone Leave Little More Nobody
Sometimes, she said, mostly to herself, I feel I do not know my children…
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Children Herself Mother Thinking
He was also removing all traces of any tiny leftover parts, and suddenly a ritual which I’d always found incestuous and gross seemed to me more like a desperate act on Joseph’s part to get out, to leave, to extract every little last remnant and bring it into open air.
AIMEE BENDER

Carefully Concentrate Desperate Detail Intimate Leave Open Part Remnant Ritual Time
I didn’t mind the quiet stretches. It was like we were trying out the idea of being side by side.
AIMEE BENDER

Idea Mind Quite Side Stretch Trying
While she cut the mushrooms, she cried more than she had at the grave.
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Cry Cut Cutting Grave Moving Mushroom Simple
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
I don’t think so, I don’t agree. The most unbearable thing I think by far, she said, is hope.
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Agree Far Hope Said Think Unbearable
I want to be violated by insight.
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Insight Violate Want
That at the same time of this very intimate act of concentrating so carefully on the details of our mother’s palm and fingertips.
AIMEE BENDER

Air Careful Concentrate Detail Intimate Mother Palm Same Time
With my hand in his, I looked at all the apartment buildings with rushes of love, peering in the wide streetside windows that revealed living rooms painted in dark burgandies and matte reds.
AIMEE BENDER

Apartment Building Dark Hand Look Love Peer Room Rush Streetside Window

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