There was the stink of burning martyr in the air.
Lauren GroffLittle Sally is beheading daisies on the drive... couldn't be more eloquent if she could speak...
Lauren GroffStubborn heart,' I said. 'Long memory. Bad mix.
Lauren Groff...right now, right now, I am strange. It is strange. This life is strange. For now, only for now, I am happy.
Lauren GroffDepressing thought: my friends were the girls I ate lunch with, all buddies from kindergarten who knew one another so well we weren't sure if we even liked one another anymore.
Lauren GroffMots clés friendship
But my best friend from college was silent for a long time. She, of all of my friends, had seen the parade of sad wrecks through my life, date after bad date after bad boyfriend. She was the one who'd picked up the pieces after the musician, the investment banker, the humanitarian who was human to everyone but me.
When at last she spoke, she said, Oh, hell.
And, after that: Hallelujah.
Mots clés relationships
We watched each other in the candlelight and suave music, and because laughter was the only weapon we had, we laughed until the chill of his story faded, and was gone.
Lauren GroffMots clés laughter
In the end, fiction is the craft of telling truth through lies.
Lauren GroffMots clés writing on-fiction fiction
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Her old body against his old body, unbeautiful in aging. But together, they were still beautiful, somehow.
Lauren GroffWho, in the midst of passion, is vigilant against illness? Who listens to the reports of recently decimated populations in Spain, India, Bora Bora, when new lips, tongues and poems fill the world?
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