As a body in

As a body in a world, here is our choice: we can be more loving or less loving. That’s it. We can relax as the entire moment’s show of love’s swirl, feeling open as all–a vicious rainstorm, tweeting birds, our lover’s lips, a sense of worthlessness– or we can close to some aspect of experience, … Read more

Alex touches her arm.

Alex touches her arm. You look nice. Nice? she repeats. Try harder, Alex. He flushes adorably. Really nice, he says. Next time, try this, Harry says. He reaches for my hand. Franny, I didn’t know what beauty was until I saw you walking toward us a minute ago. I like this better, I say, pulling … Read more

Any more questions?” I

Any more questions?” I ask, poking him gently in the ribs. “Do you still love me any?” Eliot asks, putting his hand over mine. “A little.” “A little?” he asks, pulling away from me. “A lot.” “How much?” he asks. “More than chocolate chip cookies.” “Mmm” he says, kissing my shoulder. “More than walking on … Read more