The best way to be safe is to move away, I tell my kids. How many fists do you see move? How many times do you wish you could run?
He rests his head on my left thigh, and I wonder, what did I ever do to make all the animals like me?
Are all presidents this good looking?
relatedly: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zEJ2ZLkjqQI&feature=player_detailpage
We scraped the fish from under its charred skin, and wrapped it under layers of herbs, with a translucent wrap - dipped it in fish sauce and called it a new year. Did he say, as he reached for the lettuce, “I love Oakland!” And I suppose I knew what he meant, as out-of-context as his expression was. It made sense, yes. Happy new year, new year, new year.
Remember that you are made of the kind of stuff that lasts.
She found all her pockets unzipped, and inside — nothing. This is not what one looks for. No, not this kind of moment.
The sun hovers like a muted light bulb, strings spread out everywhere. The earth tries to hang on and pull itself close. We are trying, yes, trying. I would hang onto you like the sun and earth in its dance. There is darkness and light in all of this. Please do not be scared of all that is dim and for the tunnel we find ourselves in. I know you are grateful for whatever light we have. Me too.
