“A white linen tablecloth edged with pink roses -- Mama's favorite pattern -- flowed like a bride's train from sidewalk to curb to gutter. Papa stared at black boot marks crossing it like sins.” — Paul B. Janeczko Copy Share Image
“I will stay with her until it is time to close her eyelids wrap the wretched sheet around her bones.” — Paul B. Janeczko Copy Share Image
“Beasts of burden, we shouldered bundles of what pieces of the past we were allowed to keep as we joined the river of fear,… — Paul B. Janeczko Copy Share Image
“A white linen tablecloth edged with pink roses -- Mama's favorite pattern -- flowed like a bride's train from sidewalk to curb to gutter.… — Paul B. Janeczko Copy Share Image
