A monkey could do my job better and with more hilarious results.
Marie-Helene BertinoTag: work
Seeing his face after months was as immediate as a pointed gun.
Marie-Helene BertinoTag: heartbreak
Once in a while, I smell Clive on my skin and it stops my day. It's a train crossing; I wait to pass. Eventually the lights stop flashing, the barriers lift. I keep moving.
Marie-Helene BertinoTag: heartbreak break-ups
That can be the cruelest part of happiness--its tendency to disguise itself as boredom.
Marie-Helene BertinoWhen you're alone, you are in the right place to watch sadness approach like storm clouds over an open field. You can sit in a chair and get ready for it. As it moves through you, you can reach out your hands and feel all the edges. When it passes and you can drink coffee again you even miss it because it has been loyal to you like a boyfriend.
Marie-Helene BertinoI am quitting a boy like some people quit smoking. I am not quitting smoking.
Marie-Helene BertinoHe had always listened to the music of a more sensitive man. She had let several relationship cruelties slide because of it.
Marie-Helene BertinoWe stand at the doors and look out over the yard. Hundreds of deer gaze back at us. Deer and deer and deer and deer and deer. Their blue chests heave in the dark. Their trembling cotton throats.
Marie-Helene BertinoThat they can really haul is what most people don't know about wild turkeys.
Marie-Helene BertinoTonight, the Sisters of Saint Joseph and I are going to The Slaughterhouse Bar. I have four rolls of quarters and we are going to dance until there's blood in our slippers.
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