“I thought you loved your husband.” She blows air through her nose. The action reminds me of an agitated horse. Her eyes rove from my shoes and land in disgust on my face. “I love yours too.” — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“I don’t know what it is with you and that asshole. Four years and a bad breakup later and you’re still in a fucking… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“—Mi esposa. No me gusta esa palabra. Me hace pensar en delantales con volantes con patrón de manzanas y ciego, sumiso amor.” — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“Olivia was so beautifully broken. The hairline cracks in her personality were more pieces of art than flaws. I loved flawed art.” — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
I didn't eat pork either. Except bacon, of course. Everyone eats bacon. — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“Isaac is touch, and he is sound. He is smell and he is sight. I tried to make him a single sense like I… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“I want your babies, and your anger, and your cold blue eyes … “ I choke on my words and I am the one… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“Life does not accommodate you, it shatters you. Love is mean, but it’s good. It keeps us alive.” — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“This is a fast love culture, where people fall in and out of something so sacred you wonder if it has the same meaning… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“There is no such thing as a clean slate. I know that now. You just embrace your dirty slate and build over it.” — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
