the origin of clouds (a novel)#12
By the time they dragged Laura out of the bathroom, Susan had made up her mind about the three men in white. She had tracked their stiff, white, […]
By the time they dragged Laura out of the bathroom, Susan had made up her mind about the three men in white. She had tracked their stiff, white, […]
There were many nights when mother crying while father yelled pulled Susan from the static drift of her dreams. She’d lie awake in bed, a cocoon of distractions, tracing […]
She was three years old, the age when children begin to notice that there are things that big people call answers, for why the sky is blue and grass […]
It was feeling swirling around the thick, nervy pulp, “I love you.” As if it was written in breath, encapsulated in a still, transparent moment she traced back to […]
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