She should stay here with him, unorphan him with love's unorphaning, live wise and simple in a world monstrous enough for years of whores and death, and poems of whores and death, so monstrous how could one live in it at all? One had to build shelters. One had to make pockets and live inside them. She should where there were trees. She should live where there were birds. No bird, no tree had ever made her unhappy.
But it would be like going to heaven and not finding any of your friends there.
----- from The Jewish Hunter by Lorrie Moore
I read this story last night, it's part of Moore's collection of short fiction, Like Life. It was a morose sort of love story, but very intimate. Probably one of my favorites in the book. It just seems worth thinking about.










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