6 Comments on “The Quiet Places Where Your Body Grows”

  1. After reading this gem of a story, I found myself going back to ‘Voracious Black,’ the irony of course being that the essay draws us into a literal (and metaphoric) of darkness via a child’s fear of it and the short story renders with such a poignancy a parent’s worst nightmare. The title you give to this story is poetically perfect; and how can I help but love the innocence of a child in a coal-mining town who believes that ‘homemade bread from a neighbor must be able to heal any wound’?

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