“I wanted to tell Vincent then about this time I was camping in Kentucky. It was cold and damp, and I’d planted trees, Colorado blue spruces, at my favorite spot on earth. A place called Creation Falls, which is where I’d decided I wanted to be when the world ended, if for no other reason than its name. It was during the time when I wasn’t on any medication at all, during that time when everything was big in my hands, and that secret hatch at the base of my skull was always wide open, my molars jumping with electricity and my body dancing by itself for hours to the music the stars would make as they shook in their settings…”
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Anna Lea Jancewicz 