rage

Angry people are always in search of others they can be angry at. Anger is unattractive. Anger is stupid. A person who is perpetually angry is always mishearing and misreading others. He misperceives what the other person said so he can have a pretext to go on the vicious attack. Worst of all, anger escalates. People are always talking about ventin

The only way to metabolize anger is to direct your focus to things at hand. Like my breath, which comes out in fogs. Like the whirring of the space heater, its thin heat disappearing out the cell as soon as it is made.

But like many model immigrants, he can be angry.

My heart was skipping in my throat. I knew that anger. How had I managed to find it in Ohio?

I don’t want to care that no one else cares because I don’t want to be left stranded in my rage.

The sudden swoop of my stomach, the coursing anger. I was like a fish eyeing the hook.

All his life he had been trying unsuccessfully to control it. He could remember himself at seven, spanked by a neighbor lady for playing with matches. He had gone out and hurled a rock at a passing car. His father had seen that, and he had descended on little Jacky, roaring. He had reddened Jack’s behind … and then blacked his eye. And when his fat