Sunday, May 22, 2016
Sunday Sentence: Night Sky With Exit Wounds by Ocean Vuong
Simply put, the best sentence(s) I’ve read this past week, presented out of context and without commentary.
O father, O foreshadow, press
into her—as the field shreds itself
with cricket cries.
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