Invader and invaded held on to their fistfuls of earth, but in the end, the earth outlived the hands that held it.
Anthony MarraThere was a time when she had indulged in the hypothetical for hours a day, plotting the map that had led her here. But no life is a line, and hers was an uneven orbit around a dark star, a moth circling a dead bulb, searching for the light it once held.
Anthony Marra