Fiction

In some societies, language is a way to restrain experience, take it down to a level where it might stay. It is neither ornament nor exaltation; it is firm and austere in its purpose. It is thus a form of calm, modest knowledge or maybe even evasion.

"The woman occupied a one-room dwelling at the very end of an alley, where the sunlight never quite reached."

"The female gays were quite young. Well, they didn’t look old yet."

"Rebecca spots Elizabeth’s name on the corner of a church pew. She is startled, yes, but not surprised."

"I did not know where he was. I had told him something that shocked him."

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