Sublime

Whiplash girlchild in the dark

unspooled

How quickly you go from being the youngest to the oldest person in a room, she thought.

When she had time to spare, like today, she would slow her pace near Bleecker Playground. She didn’t stop altogether, let alone sit facing the action. That would be a public declaration that she was considering motherhood. And she wasn’t, really. It was more a kind of abstract pondering. Like gazing at the never-ending movement of a fire or the vie

A third child inspired in me more gratitude for my own circumstances than envy for Amy’s.

It felt like compounded loss.

Other people’s parents are often a delight.

reneged