God-Shaped Hole: A Novel -Tiffanie DeBartolo
April 4, 2015, 8:50 pm
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“Dawn makes a sound. If you listen closely, right as the sun starts to come up, you’ll hear it. It’s like the echo of birth: silence, followed by a gentle push, followed by moans, then the sloppy deluge of new life. On good days I like it because it reminds me that I’m alive. On bad days it makes me feel like dust.”


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