

Absolve the Young He watched the old woman leave her room. Then her room was empty and he stepped inside. Sunlight speared through the window of her room. Pictures of far away children hung on the flowered wall: lens captured smiles blanketed in dusty air-freshener, and the room smelt far too clean. He moved quickly. He clicked off the TV and left.Absolve the Young
Already, he knew, Gran would be in the kitchen, carrying out her morning motions. He moved without pause down the hall, toward the room at the end. For a moment he stood quiet by the doorframe, but no sound could be heard, so he walked toward the bed


The Nature of Nothing Finally it happened. A snap, a tear, a loss of breath. There’s no name for it, just something you feel—suddenly, overwhelmingly—in your chest, then up into your neck, then finally in your head, where it explodes and trickles down through what’s left of your nerves.The Nature of Nothing
Your fists clench. Your teeth gnash. Holy, you start to think, but you stop, because you don’t know how to finish. Holy what? Holy God? Holy Shit, Holy Moon?
All of this in a frayed building set in a place locals call ‘down-town,’ where air is swirled in the perfume of cigarettes, and where, on Friday night, everybody heard the last caress of the harmonica t
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