“I start the washer, sit in the bathtub, and think about the city. Beauty from destruction. Destruction of beauty. Nothing is safe, not even a belief.”
— Dina L. Relles (@DinaLRelles) January 20, 2019
Oh, Tara. Prose like a poem, always. https://t.co/oIdiIbQVz3 by @theinnerzone at @TriQuarterlyMag