Those Were the Days, My Friend by BETH ESCOTT NEWCOMER
Can you see how delicious it was for me to have the whole house to myself all Sunday long? To be able to wander its rooms, to smell your pillow and peek at your diary pages?
Read MoreCan you see how delicious it was for me to have the whole house to myself all Sunday long? To be able to wander its rooms, to smell your pillow and peek at your diary pages?
Read MoreHe can read Body Shop and Hawkins’ Bazaar, but not the little writing under that. Perhaps everyone else here can see those words. It is impossible to know what other people see. He might be going blind and have no idea.
Read MoreDan’s head was leaned back, looking up at the sky. He was still smoking the same cigarette. She had only been under less than five seconds maybe but was surprised to see things—everyone there—unchanged. No one had noticed.
Read MoreBrandon Tauszik’s monograph, Fifteen Vaults, published in 2023 by Eggy Press, tells the story of the exhaustive physical and emotional efforts of sorting through the remnants of his grandmother’s complicated life, marked by mental illness and decades of estrangement from her family.
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