Leatha Kendrick Photo: rolands.lakis This boy sleeps on my lap, his fists curled and pink as April oak leaves. His feet root against my arm. His head a soft arc against my bent arm. When I reach across his belly’s curve, my arm brown-spotted, pale, his breath unfurls a scream. I am the rotting log […]
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First Grandson
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Last Day
13 October, 2008 от · 1 comment
David Snell Photo: A. www.viajar24h.com “Ronnie Lee?” Mentally, the boy winced at the name his mother still called him. He was 17, after all. He’d told his mother and father and sister and any one else who’d listen that he was now “Ron.” It was cool and simple, not buttoned-down like “Ronald,” his given name.
