Maggie Brown & Others

by Peter Orner

Every once in a while, the fact that he wasn’t anybody’s father lurked like a dull ache, a phantom limb.

I’m always interested in the way people edit the details of their lives, the way they compress all the years into sentences.

the elevator pitch of a rich life, what to keep, what to edit, what really matters?

Perhaps it was worth being poor for a long time to be so rich for just a little while. —John Kenneth