Aaron Burch (@aaronburch.bsky.social)

Reread this Garth Greenwell story and it's such a marvel. "R. turned to me, smiling, and surely it wasn’t at that moment that the bells began to ring; it’s a trick of memory to stage it that way, but it is how I remember it, the birds flying up, everyone turning to the Campanile, as we did..."

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“The Frog King” “I would get up soon but for now I kept looking at him, his face bearded and dark, smoothed out by sleep.” https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2018/11/26/the-frog-king

6 days ago