Huge and Horrible Trauma, Dale Champlin
Charles Hood, Injured Bee-Eater Huge and Horrible Trauma If mother were a bird she would be a mourning dove—all gentle cooing and kitchen skills. I’m a crow! I pluck her tendons, pick her brain cells, yank her memories like dry fruit from a skeletal tree. My mother is dying. Black humor has always […]
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