Three Root Canals For my third root canal, I came unprepared. No Advil, no beseeching any Gods who seemed unwilling to come to the phone right now. I came in alone, raw, pure of heart, strong of tooth and weak of nerve.
Review: Burden of Joy (by Lexi Kent-Monning) Kent-Monning has the rare gift of transmitting raw, bodily experience to her reader.
Extra Metamorphosis Asher told his first boyfriend he'd discovered a writer named Franz Kafka who'd written a book where a guy wakes up to discover he has been transformed into a large and mostly immobile bug.
The Cobra The things he said were, perhaps, a bit too complex for us at 14. But I can vividly remember the moment I finally understood precisely what he meant.