"I was already placing that book on a shelf and turning out the lights and then closing the door to a room where the dust snowed through the darkness at a rate of three millimeters per decade."
- Adam Johnson, The Orphan Master's Son
Got an email recently from a writer I published at Poverty House last year and asked if I could share it. Here it is; it speaks for itself. ...
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