I can close my eyes and still remember the way the earth smelled like gravel and sunburnt skin, the cheap gas-station vodka burning my throat, a boy’s hand on the small of my back, the black, black sky watching my every move.
Catalog
Quotes tagged ‘Rememberance’
Then you look at her and smile a smile your dissembling face will remember until the day you die. Baby, you say, baby, this is part of my novel.
He'll stare at the house for a long time, not remembering / the aftertaste of ice-cube tray popsicles, / searching for something he can call his. He'll have to drive away, like he always does-- / because your'e gone, and you've been gone, / and anyway, he was wrong about the color of your eyes.
I suppose it was just old, I suppose it was just its time, or maybe it was only some stray image, twisted minute of a dream, broken bit of a story I've taken for memory. I could do it, I think. It's like religion that way. You simply begin to believe.