The best sentence I’ve read this week, presented without commentary and out of context.
I was thinking something of this sort: that deep red of her lips, if it were printed on me, kissed on me, would become a burning solidified blood that would brand itself into my flesh and leave a black seared brand shaped like the lips of a woman.
The Round House
The best sentence(s) I’ve read all week, out of context and without commentary.
He sees nothing. Only the flat evenness of a thousand clouds.
“Still a Fire” in The Mountain
The best sentence I’ve read this week, presented out of context and without commentary.
Shellie brushed the velvety blossoms, remembered the feel of her daughter’s baby skin, the heat of her cheek when in fever.
Deborah E. Kennedy
The best sentence I’ve read this week, out of context and without commentary.
like the fir trees he trues her
she nears him like the firs
“Floating Trees” in Tremble