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The Grudge

From the January 1996 Print Edition

When he died he weighed sixty pounds, the paper says, and I go out of my way to drive by the address where his brother locked him in the closet, wondering at the blue door, the flower boxes, wondering where the fury started , how early and how hidden the first bruise awaking like a bat, dark wings . . . . Continue Reading »