Reviewed by Angela Gregory-Dribben I imagine Anna Scotti observing from within a snow globe without the snow but with “the sun…beating glitter from the
Garth Greenwell writes dirty prose dirty as Anacreon’s Thracian filly, amongst bat-naked Bulgarians, those bastardized Greeks. Where is Bulgaria? The American mind is clotted
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