Blood and the Two-Dimensional Sky
August 17th, 1953 The heat in Mississippi does not merely sit upon you like a heavy blanket. It moves. It has weight and purpose and a kind of terrible patience that I have come to understand in the same way I understand the slow decay of this house and the slower decay of the people who used to live in it. I am Bell Thorne, last of my line, and I have been living in the old Thorne plantation...
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