It's... mostly fine," Wallace admits, getting too close to the bone. He doesn't want to go back over the thing about how grief can feel diffuse and dense all at once, like a flock of birds in the sky. He doesn't want to get into it. He can taste dirt on his lips and in his mouth, granular and salty.

-Brandon Taylor

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