Sound engineers believe Alan Rickman possessed the perfect male voice. Early acting teachers told him he sounded like he was speaking from the back of a drainpipe.
Her brown eyes, how a fig considers itself.
I’msorry I‘ll see what happens iLife
My mother has been dead for two hundred and forty-three days. I’ve had plenty of things in my refrigerator for longer.
People have always coped with flooding, and they learned to cope with death.
Infant’s Name: A Delivery Date: August 1, 2002
No matter how you try to ignore it, you look like him. You look like your father.
the search for a wayward self
The collective failure of ethical standards
I slumped in front of a massive desk, a passive patient corroded with failure and dread.
another self emerges between assignments, to follow the dog into winter dusk and watch the snow fall. Not sociable, but perceiving
four-thirty a.m.
Sitting at the bar on Pacific Avenue. With the seashells in the walls. Same bartender from last year, still here, making the same lethal Mai Tais.
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