And deep down, she felt like maybe she didn’t deserve it-that she belonged with the petty thieves and guys who drank Pabst Blue Ribbon for breakfast
Sometimes what a person needs most is to be forgiven.
If snow melts down to water, does it still remember being snow?
What if things happened to you—special, magic things—because you’d been preparing for them?
She closed her eyes. Said the four most comforting words she knew: “Once upon a time.” An incantation.
Storytelling wasn’t about making things up. It was more like inviting the stories to come through her, let themselves be told.
The world was full of dangers now that she was pregnant: mercury in tuna, hot tubs, beer, secondhand smoke, over-the-counter medicine. Not to mention crazy baby-abducting fairy kings.
Oh my God!” Sam said again, his voice shaking. I’ve given birth to something inhuman, Phoebe thought. A lamprey with row after row of teeth.
My grandmother was a psychiatrist and had shelves full of medical books – I was constantly sneaking looks at some of those. I was fascinated by the descriptions of illnesses and diseases.
I studied poetry in college and for a year in an MFA program. As time went on, my poems got more and more complicated. What I was really trying to do was tell stories.