OBSESSIONS AND MONSTERS
Nonfiction Mary B Sellers Nonfiction Mary B Sellers

OBSESSIONS AND MONSTERS

The pile of homemade quilts made by southern mamaws, some of whom were just bones now blanketed in dirt, spread their comfortable weight over my eight-year-old arms and legs.

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The Fifty-minute hour
Nonfiction Mary B Sellers Nonfiction Mary B Sellers

The Fifty-minute hour

The big hand presses the twelve while the little hand settles down over the four. Beyond the window, the world waits, silent and dark. My mother’s fingers encircle my bony right shoulder, easing it back and forth.

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