“ I prefer a story to a prayer. ”
Some folks are forced to the edges by their difference. (...) But 'tis at the edges that they find their power.
~ Hannah Kent
Poverty scrapes these homes down until they all look the same, and they all have in common the absence of things that ought to be there. I might as well have been at one place all my life.
Believe me, Nóra. An old broom knows the dirty corners best
Endless days of dark indoors and hateful glances are enough to set a rime on anyone’s bones.
