“Some wrong eternity that wouldn’t budge, like trying to move a wardrobe or a safe, only to feel how light I was.” — Deborah Digges Copy Share Image
Once our idea of heaven meant all the dead relatives waiting on the kept lawn of the many mansions as if, suddenly sinless, they… — Deborah Digges Copy Share Image
“Some wrong eternity that wouldn’t budge, like trying to move a wardrobe or a safe, only to feel how light I was.” — Deborah Digges Copy Share Image
