The city never disappoints, John frequently said when we set out on an excursion, even a tiny one to the drugstore or for a walk around the park. It was true. Kitty and I both looked out at it now – the lights, its long winding roads, the million interiors. It doesn’t know what you want so it tries to give you everything. It was October, the most beautiful month of the year, and even in the city tonight, and under a light rain, you could smell the burning – leaves, grass, the earth, everything golden burning up, surrendering before winter arrives.”

- Excerpt from “Bobcat”

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"And I then fell in step beside Sands as she walked outside. It was slightly planned on my part, but not entirely, which allowed me to think that the world was a little bit behind me and my desire."

- Excerpt from “Fialta”

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"….I knew hardly anything about how to draw a building, except that it ought not to look beautiful; it ought to be spare and slightly inaccessible, its beauty only suggested, so that a good plan looked like a secret to be passed on and on, its true nature hidden away."
- Excerpt from “Fialta” in BOBCAT AND OTHER STORIES 

"….I knew hardly anything about how to draw a building, except that it ought not to look beautiful; it ought to be spare and slightly inaccessible, its beauty only suggested, so that a good plan looked like a secret to be passed on and on, its true nature hidden away."

- Excerpt from “Fialta” in BOBCAT AND OTHER STORIES 

"It was late on a Friday afternoon, when the air is fertile, about to split and reveal its warm fruit — that gold nucleus of time, the weekend.”

- From “The Banks of the Vistula” in BOBCAT AND OTHER STORIES 

“Standing in front of the mirror, it occurred to me that Lizbet and I were living out our mothers’ dreams for us – mine that I finally be pregnant and Lizbet’s mother’s that she never be pregnant.”

- From “Bobcat” from Bobcat and Other Stories