“She lifted the girl's shirt, showing her ribs and the pointy bumps of her spine. They were like the bones of some animal who'd starved to death in the desert. Her flesh, the dark sand blown in thin drifts over… — Amy Goldman Koss Copy Share Image
“She lifted the girl's shirt, showing her ribs and the pointy bumps of her spine. They were like the bones of some animal who'd… — Amy Goldman Koss Copy Share Image
“The other shoppers were too well behaved to stare at the green-headed stoner and the tear-streaked lady zigzagging up the aisles with a chubby… — Amy Goldman Koss Copy Share Image
