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I used to sneak frozen orange syrup. My mother liked her juice watered-down, so the only reason I got in trouble was because I couldn’t open those paper cans without making everything sticky; they had to be thrown away. Frozen orange concentrate tastes like stars. I can’t eat more than a spoonful. I was worried […]
Most authors should cut. They embed tiny fragments of complex, fragrant chocolate into warm bread dough so sparsely they can barely be tasted–then draw a line through the points with a butter knife to emphasise their effort. Here! Look! Here are the good bits. I meticulously fashion a mask of silver thread and beaten gold, jewels […]
I’m not. I can’t. Really. Thank you for the lovely words. Thank you for the things you told me. They’re not true. You told me it’s beautiful. I don’t know how that happened. I worked hard, yes, I did, but you. You said it was beautiful. I can’t have done this thing I’ve already done, because that […]
My grandmother moved with her kids to Mexico for part of their highschool years. She brought Mexican cookery back with her to 1950s America, which resulted in recipes like this one, because even just across the border, in Houston, she wasn’t able to get the ingredients she needed to make real Mexican food. So she […]
Peaches: your characters are high on dangerous substances like sex & adrenaline. Peaches: every scene you write is angry.
not very alice 
April 18, 2012 by Alice M.
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