“Uncle Sean was as blandly ugly as a big toenail.”
-Karen Russell
“Uncle Sean was as blandly ugly as a big toenail.”
-Karen Russell
“He has a face like a catcher’s mitt. The whole thing puckers inward, drooping with the memory of some dropped fly ball.”
-Karen Russell
“Kiwi and his father could sometimes meet at the intersection of their two angers, like neighbors drawing up to the barbed stars of a fence.”
-Karen Russell