I don’t know what duct tape is, but I know the sound of it ripped from a roll.
It doesn't matter why the trim, fifty-eight-year-old Sergei Viktorovich Krapchishin, in an elegant dark-gray suit, an ironed white shirt
It was following the Great Divide that men and women stopped cohabitating.
It was hot when they finally arrived in Jakarta
Sibley notices immediately that Arianne Hebert’s life story is scattered across her palm like a handful of freshly tossed pick-up sticks,
One of the greatest fears of your young life was of running out of glue
I’m allergic to water. Not deathly, no anaphylaxis involved, just a skin-deep intolerance for that most life-giving of substances
Chirahora (ちらほら): here and there; now and then; from time to time; occasionally
Hector watched April suck down a Marlboro under The Strand movie theater’s yellow marquee dotted in scorched-black bulbs
An amateur might think of it as panic, but Estelle Marks didn’t
