Sublime

custodians

On her fourteenth birthday, he gives her a bowdlerized translation of Ovid’s Metamorphosis.

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Her public reputation, like Demeter’s daughter, crawls back up from the underworld.

He was a wind chime in human form, dangling dorkily from the glorious tree of higher education.

One summer afternoon Mrs Oedipa Maas came home from a Tupper-ware party whose hostess had put perhaps too much kirsch in the fondue to find that she, Oedipa, had been named executor, or she supposed executrix, of the estate of one Pierce Inverarity, a California real estate mogul who had once lost two million dollars in his spare time but still had

Leigh’s elm, Jean’s ash, Emmett’s ironwood, and Adam’s maple, each made from identical green puffballs.