Here's one to send chills through you. The story is in the elision, and I am, for one, thankful that elision is there. Who wants to see the grisliness that occurs? This piece is more harrowing for what we don't see, and for the remains that come back to the surface. Read the story here at Swink.
Showing posts with label L. Annette Binder. Show all posts
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Tuesday, September 13, 2011
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