The problem with knowing everything’s going exactly as it needs to is that when you’re not having that much fun it doesn’t even do any good to complain.
I could never live in Paradise, she said. I don’t look that good naked.
doesn’t mind being altruistic if he doesn’t have to suffer to do it
Packets of Light
These are little packets of light & you need to plant them early in the year & remember to mark where they were because lots of times they look like weeds in the beginning & it’s not until later that you see how beautiful they really are.
You have to be blase about something, she said, or you’ll die from overexcitement.
I’m feeling overdressed, she said & he held her close & said as far as he was concerned she was always that way & her eyes glowed softly in the light of his desire
she reached over time to pick the flower since she wasn’t going to be near there again for a long while
I’m an outsider by choice, she said, but I’m hoping that won’t be my choice forever.
Time stands still best in moments that look suspiciously like ordinary life.
I told him if he kept being mean to his brother he might come back as a rodent in his next life & he shrugged & said that’s the chance he’d have to take.
I just tell them to do things they already want to do, she said, & even then, it’s like pulling teeth.
My uncle told me once there were 3 rules for a great opera. Make it loud, wear flashy clothes & if it’s not going your way, kill yourself. It has no basis in reality, he added. That’s why I like it.
Open to the Sky
The top of his head was open up to the sky & when he walked down the street he’d end up with strange things in there like the number of dogs in China, or the time it takes to cook a pig. It’s not really useful, he said, but I’d miss this stuff if it ever closed up.
He told me one time he forgot himself & his heart opened up like a door with a loose latch & he tried for days to put it all back in proper order but finally he gave up & left it all jumbled up there in a pile & loved everything equally.
One of Us
Someday, the light will shine like a sun through my skin & they will say, What have you done with your life? & though there are many moments I think I will remember, in the end, I will be proud to say, I was one of us.
One of Those Moods
I don’t want anything from you, I said, unless you want me to want something from you & she smiled & said, I knew you were in one of those moods.
Today all I could remember was the way your body held the ocean of my self & for a moment there was only one us in all creation.
One Piece Body
likes her body a lot, especially the way she can fling it all around in all sorts of directions & it still stays connected in one piece
I hope it will be said we taught them to stand tall & proud, even in the face of history & the future was made new & whole for us all, one child at a time.
One A Day
They don’t have very long memories, so every morning seems like a miracle.