The wicked will run to the iron bridge, but it will collapse under their weight. The righteous will cross the paper bridge, and it will support them all. Paper is the only eternal bridge. Your purpose as a writer is to achieve one task, and one task only: to build a paper bridge to the world to come.
Dara Horn, The World to Come
Leaving
The dark black line around the darker brown ball of your eye
- I could only look at one eye at a time like a horse: white ring around the eye:
terror. Eight years I sat on my heels in the field
