“But there was so much that one had to pretend not to see the incredible clutter that threatened to overtake the entire flat save for those few narrow paths that the old man moved on; the acrid odor of dirt… — Michael Bedard Copy Share Image
“He stood at the gateway between two worlds, at the place where imagination passed into creation.” — Michael Bedard Copy Share Image
“But there was so much that one had to pretend not to see the incredible clutter that threatened to overtake the entire flat save… — Michael Bedard Copy Share Image
“Words were few and failing between them as though the silence that sat with them had laid its old lips on theirs and sucked… — Michael Bedard Copy Share Image
