When I think about Darwin’s wasps, I can put to rest my belief in God. It’s the afterlife that is hard to give up.
“A woman without a child is defined by what she does not have.”
“Welcome to Germany. Take a number. Have a seat.”
“My father could do no more than snap a picture.”
The temporary thrill of flying around the world without consequence.
“This time around we are in charge: making our own guest list, which does not include Every Living Thing.”
“One man kisses another, they fool around, and it’s all downhill from there.”
“I keep looking for that final update, confirmation that he is gone.”
“Living outside of the United States isn’t an escape.”
A dangling bit of coastline at the bottom of Brooklyn.