he did earlier that day, but he can tell this is someone who followed him from the booths. He keeps ... . I didn’t want him to know where we lived,” he says. He watches himself in the reflection of his gas tank. ... sisters who know how long he is gone. He develops favorite booths, and avoids the other regulars by ...
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funny, kind of crazy story for adults on Twitter, and a lot of people want to talk to me about it.” His ... the ability to know how many people were following our words as we wrote them, what their reactions ... that fact. TQO: You must be a reader, then. Sinker: I’m very much a reader. But I’m also someone who ...
anyone was looking at me: can he tell that I’m black? I wanted him to be able to know without any ... me. Why tell me, I wanted to know. “Because you have my back,” he said, and I felt even closer to him ... was like porn to Jerry, who liked domineering women. He used to tell me to hold him down when we had ...
this-I have a friend who worked one summer in a mortuary. He used to tell me stories. The one that really ... article is more intimate. It tells me that they are intimate, my friend and her nurse. "I was ... how come, I'll bet they are wondering, it took me so long to get to such a glamorous place? ...
Spring/Summer 1991
them? she asks. Do you know how many? I say, people always want to know that. I tell them, five hundred. ... counting every doll, I say. Inside and outside of the house. How did you come to start? she wants to know ... . I tell her I don't know, that I just started. Maybe it was when the children had grown up, ...
Page 158 from Issue 99 TRIQUARTERLY white guy, decades older than me, set his tray on the table. ... paste. I dropped it from my mouth grotesquely to my tray. "Who can stand to get out of bed for ... eyes up to mine. His head was still bent. "They know how to scam a pancake," he said. ...
Fall / Winter 2002
deaf near our home, I want someone to come here and train me and and a few other people, so we can ... Eusebius said angrily. He barely acknowledged Miriam, who had just returned to them. "But I tell ... stalked away. "You upset him," Miriam said quietly. "I think he has hopes of me ...
Summer 2002
ante, telling him Yolunda was also jealous because she thought you were making eyes at me. I wanted to ... with him. I re alized how Yo lunda must have felt seeing me in her yard, a trespasser in her private ... reckless. I was already worried that he would run into Yolunda. I knew she couldn't tell him ...
avenge his son by fighting radicals or something. I didn’t tell him that. But, somehow, he looked at me ... a job with the oil firm and moved out. I want them to tell me how my father—God rest his soul and rest ... wants to tell her. I want my family to be proud of me, the way they were three years ago when I got ...
you? What if you don’t tell yourself that story? Does that mean, then, that maybe you don’t know who or ... the challenge you wanted to pose to the reader, to have them decide who tells the story? BN: Not ... are somehow “good,” a desperation that rings heartbreakingly human—and makes him surprisingly ...