Tag: Tiffany Lindfield
Flicker |Tiffany Lindfield |Fiction
Soiled blankets, so trodden with grime that the stench makes them weigh a ton. I pull one to my nose to smell it, like the dog used to sniff our britches—before he was shot by one of Stalin’s men. Mama used to hang the blankets and the rugs over the sawhorse in the yard and […]