Leigh Lucas

“The story, he said, it should just move really fast, like pedal to the metal, so it doesn't get boring. Plus it's hard to write, right? You want to go in, get the job done, and get out. Like when I worked for Renee's septic tank cleaning.
I considered this and realized it was the best writing advice I'd received in years. In all my life.”

Hm.... I don't know what happened here. I am not a fan.

“dumbfounded, adj.

And still, for all the jealousy, all the doubt, sometimes I will be struck with a kind of awe that we're together. That someone like me could find someone like you—it renders me wordless. Because surely words would conspire against such luck, would protest the unlikelihood of such a turn of events.

I didn't tell any of my friends about our first date. I waited until after the second, because I wanted to make sure it was real. I wouldn't believe it had happened until it happened again. Then, later on, I would be overwhelmed by the evidence, by all the lines connecting you to me, and us to love.”

Not Vonnegut's best, but it's Vonnegut so it's awesome.

Bulrush

Every damned day I think of my child,
little floating, accidental, couple

cells, couple pretty pretty curls, I put her in
the many-babies river, I kissed her

off, good go, good go go away
from me and not be mine my

little reaching
little fingery

thing.