It Was Sad And Fierce All At

I Had Been Eagerly Waiting Just Such A Disaster. Storms, Wolves, Snakebite, Floods-these Are The Occasions To Find Out How Your Father Sees You, How Strong And Necessary He Thinks You Are.

I Want A Real Encounter With Something True And Disconcerting About Peoples' Natures.

I Swim With All My Strength. No Superhuman Surge, Or Pony Heroics; It's Just Me At My Most Desperate.

I Really Try To Write Every Day. It's Hard, But It's My Favorite Thing To Do. So, It's Usually Not Too, Too Hard.

Granana Doesn't Understand What The Big Deal Is. She Didn't Cry At Olivia's Funeral, And I Doubt She Even Remembers Olivia's Name. Granana Lost, Like, Ninety-two Million Kids In Childbirth. All Of Her Brothers Died In The War. She Survived The Depression By Stealing Radish Bulbs From Her Neighbors' Garden, And Fishing The Elms For Pigeons. Dad Likes To Remind Us Of This In A Grave Voice, As If It Explained Her Jaundiced Pitilessness: "boys. Your Grandmother Ate Pigeons."