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Making Up
A hand-embroidered silk Chinese robe, a pouting clown picture, a run through the woods
January 1997The Enemy
I haven’t lived well because I didn’t know until recently who the enemy was. I thought the enemy was outside, somewhere far removed from me — the communists, the Serbs, the Muslims. I didn’t know that the true enemy was much closer at hand.
December 1996Sunbeams
November 1996There is only one big thing — desire. And before it, when it is big, all is little.
Fire-Walking
Wayne had proposed marriage, and she had told him she wasn’t sure she wanted to be married right now. Actually, all she wanted was a long, hot shower. She wondered how this man could ever have made her think her heart had opened as never before. It was becoming something of an ordeal just to be polite.
November 1996What We Came For
They had to wait a long time for the harvest to begin. Gerard talked to Kate of nothing else for weeks. He imagined the two of them working their way across Canada, then down the West Coast of the U.S., picking fruit and living like gypsies.
October 1996August 1996
Oh perfect word, shaped to meaning like a body without an ounce of fat: supple, strong, walking through the centuries like a god.
August 1996At Home In L.A.
The first time I met my future in-laws, I was standing next to the bed that their son and I had been sharing for some months. The apartment was small, the bed very large. While the four of us made a stab at pleasantries, our eyes darted furtively to pillows and sheets.
August 1996Manners
Licking your plate, listening to screams echoing up the stairwell, entertaining yourself
August 1996Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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