Thursday, August 29, 2019

Daily Dose

From The Lager Queen of Minnesota, by J. Ryan Stradal


"She felt the dry flour between her fingers, and thought about being a great-grandmother. She thought about it like how a tree in winter thinks about its leaves. She rolled this thought over the dough, and pressed it into the edges. The sun fell outside, and she didn't reach for the lights. The pie baked in the dark, and she sat in the quiet kitchen and waited."

From $18.95, Edith, 2016

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