Wednesday, January 26, 2011

leaves move in the windows

(image via leanda at flickr)

leaves move in the windows. i cannot tell you yet how beautiful it is, what it means. but they do move. they move in the glass.
...these lines are from william h. gass's story in the heart of the heart of the country. a story of lists. a story of isolation and observance, heartache and hauntings. a story of landscape. of people. of loss.
read it. read the whole collection. it might change what storytelling means for you.

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