Near Matches
Ignore Exact
Everything
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The World I Made for Her
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
Laughing at what we call cloudbursts and showers and drizzles; knowing these are not subtle enough to mean anything about what comes from the heavens
Node your Library
A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
Blood Meridian
Translucent, threatening to smash itself
We were Rome once
I have this mental image of God laughing at me.
once the coldest roads all led back to the same warm place
I like that heavy name. I will carry it.
Frog and Banjo
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
Thinking myself in circles
A long talk on the beach that answered nothing
Chicken pox
bumper
one-night stand
Redemption
tedious
end
people
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