If I Can Just Stop Being So

I Developed A Crazy Face Rash After I Got Engaged To A Guy I Must Have Known Somewhere I Should Not Marry. I Hadn't Articulated This To Myself, So My Face Told The World Instead.

A White Girl Disappears From A White Prep School In A White Suburb. Nobody Knows What Happened To Her. The Overall Whiteness Of The World Is Threatened. This Must Be Resolved By Whatever Means Possible.

I Wish Somebody Knew Whether Or Not I'm Jewish.

I Spend Far Too Much Time On Ebay Buying Lamps And Upholstery Remnants.

I Guess What I Find So Interesting About Memory, And Its Role In A Person's Identity, Is How The Attempt To Achieve Accuracy Requires You To Remove Yourself From Your Life In An Authorial Manner.