The book is dazzling and groundbreaking. The author’s bright, spare prose engages us intensely with her characters and their relationships.
On the east side of First Avenue, between 26th and 31st Streets in Manhattan, stood the ancient brick pile that was Bellevue Hospital.
Any place a place of refuge. Any place, as long as it’s not the place you’ve left. Live anywhere, but always leave the back door open.
I knew plague existed in Mongolia, but I had always thought it stayed in smaller towns further west.
Lily Balsen reads “Good Measure,” an essay by Pamela Schmid