FICTION: my mother #341
the man with the patchwork heart:
my mother, in preparation for her own death, dreamed a thousand dreams of those who had died before her. the last dream was her own last breath. this is #341:
frank marsh first learned how to fly in pinkerton, ohio. he always knew he could do it ever since he was a small child. when he was four he would flap his arms like the birds he saw on tv, and when he was six he told his parents that he was sorry but he was actually a bird, and when he was seven they…
