When I was younger, I would’ve given anything to have a conversation with him, have him take interest in me. But by now, through all our ups and downs, it just felt wrong, like an imposter living inside my dad’s skin.
Tasnimee Makkiialıntı yaptı11 gün önce
Of course. Father-daughter time, that mysterious thing.
Tasnimee Makkiialıntı yaptı5 gün önce
keeping my gaze trained on my feet, like I was eight years old again and embarrassed to exist.
Ian Romel Mendozaalıntı yaptı2 ay önce
Your body has a knowing. Like an antenna, attuned to tremors in the air, or a dowsing rod, tracing things so deeply buried you have no language for them yet.
Ian Romel Mendozaalıntı yaptı2 ay önce
The words cleaved me in half. Mrs. Rush, my favorite teacher—the one I felt surely saw me, recognized I was special—couldn’t remember I existed.
lapujullalıntı yaptı8 ay önce
The moment I pulled it out, my hands began to tremble
lapujullalıntı yaptı8 ay önce
You are formally invited
fb2epub
Dosyalarınızı sürükleyin ve bırakın
(bir kerede en fazla 5 tane)