“He thought, I got wings on my eyes, and the thought was so odd and yet so pleasing to him that he felt suddenly that he was immensely special, that there could be no one like him in the world.”
Deborah Treisman“He thought, I got wings on my eyes, and the thought was so odd and yet so pleasing to him that he felt suddenly that he was immensely special, that there could be no one like him in the world.”
Deborah Treisman, 20 Under 40: Stories from The New Yorker“I was just trying to remove a stain”
I made a bigger stain.