Take me now, God!" I shout to the inky sky. "I´m ready."
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How can I grieve what is still in motion?" I ask her. "Shoes are still dropping all over the place. I´m not kidding," I say. "It´s Normandy out there.

By Suzanne Finnamore

I want to own this transition, not to simply swallow the shame of it entire. I will push for every little irony.

By Suzanne Finnamore

My mind floats like ash. I blame myself most cruelly.

By Suzanne Finnamore

The whole world seems tilted, my inner ear displaced by a hole where my spouse used to be.

By Suzanne Finnamore

God is great and God is good," Lisa says. "But where are the Apache attack helicopters when you need them?

By Suzanne Finnamore

I played possum. I did this, as the possum does, out of fear.

By Suzanne Finnamore

Bushwhacked, I examine my hands. Same hands. Rings still there but no longer valid.

By Suzanne Finnamore

I love you as the mother of my child": the kiss of death.

By Suzanne Finnamore

Surprises, I feel now, are primarily a form of violence.

By Suzanne Finnamore

I have a new mantra, which I chant softly to myself: "Oh My God Oh My God.

By Suzanne Finnamore

The snag about marriage is, it isn´t worth the divorce.

By Suzanne Finnamore

I am going insane. Yes. That is what´s happening. Good. Insane.

By Suzanne Finnamore

Already things are changing; it´s starting with small shit but oh it´s starting, the change, the irrevocable, impossible change.

By Suzanne Finnamore

He left a bit too easily and with obvious relief. His feet were swift and sure on the muddy path.

By Suzanne Finnamore

I know one thing about men," Bunny says with finality, leaving the room to check on A. "They never die when you want them to.

By Suzanne Finnamore
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