Very recent hiredness was its own liminal state, Verity reminded herself, on the crowded Montgomery BART platform, waiting for a train to Sixteenth and Mission.
People ask me, ‘What was she like?’ and I try to figure out if they mean as a normal person: what was she like in her slippers, eating toast and marmalade, or what was she like as a mother, or what she was like as an actress – we did not use the word star
When they file back into the room, I’m no longer in the chair. Instead, I’m sitting on the table, bare legs swinging.
As Jane climbed over a hedge and landed in a pool of mud, some of which flew upwards and came to rest on her boots, gown and face, she paused for a moment, pondering whether behaviour like this might be the reason she struggled to find a husband.
She sleeps. A pale girl in a white room. Machines surround her. Mechanical guardians, they tether the sleeping girl to the land of the living, stopping her from drifting away on an eternal, dark tide.
Johnny Casey launched into a fit of energetic coughing – a bit of bread down the wrong way.
I was six and just the two of us, my mother and I, took Booey for a walk along the beach where she and Dad grew up, the shore a mix of black rock and pale cold sand.
Our destination was four kilometres from the village of Hommes, 210 kilometres south-west of Paris, and half a planet away from Sydney, Australia.
Welcome to an experience that could be one of the most rewarding times of your life.
There they go, at the beginning of it all, their younger selves, walking through the dark, winter streets of Sheffield: Daniel Lawrence and Alison Connor.
In 1943, Jewish doctor Eddy de Wind volunteered to work in Westerbork, a transit camp for the deportation of Jews in the east of the Netherlands.
‘Let us take that path.’ He closed the garden door behind her, and gestured towards the Elm Walk.
There’s a body on the Gurney Street tracks. Female, age unclear, probable overdose, says the dispatcher.
Just because you imagine yourself doing something and enjoy the way it makes you feel, doesn’t mean you actually want to do it.
Miami International Airport isn’t exactly a tranquil space on a normal day—if there’s such a thing as a normal day at MIA.
I did everything I could to distract Lucille Evans from noticing the bloody footprint.
“Since death is certain, but the time of death is uncertain, what is the most important thing?” — PEMA CHÖDRÖN
Dana Cordell recently told me an anecdote about an eco-village in Sweden with urine-diverting composting toilets.
Had the young woman at the bar been slightly more attractive, Geoff Noonan might have smelled a trap.