Oh man oh man. This book is so good. Just gorgeously written and subtely heartbreaking. An Invisible Sign of My Own is one of those quietly magical, slightly dizzying reads that just shows what that kind of surrealism can do when in the right hands.
Oh man oh man. This book is so good. Just gorgeously written and subtely heartbreaking. An Invisible Sign of My Own is one of those quietly magical, slightly dizzying reads that just shows what that kind of surrealism can do when in the right hands.
I used to think death might be hidden somewhere on our bodies. Tucked behind the pupil like a coin, slid beneath the thumbnail, ribbon-wrapped around a wrist bone. A sharp, dark sliver; a loose, pale pellet. Each person different. Each lifespan set.