“He’s taller than his shadow now; at odd minutes he scrapes the fading sky with the round, upturned bowl of skull that holds his matter in. No way to catch those minutes, no way to stable the seconds. He is… — Laurie Perez Copy Share Image
“The sensuality of her grief, thawing. Her power coming into focus, still so chaotic inside her. I love the way she splurged on this… — Laurie Perez Copy Share Image
“He’s taller than his shadow now; at odd minutes he scrapes the fading sky with the round, upturned bowl of skull that holds his… — Laurie Perez Copy Share Image
