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A Reason to Bend
Angels in the Snow
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But For the Streetlamps and the Moon and All the Stars
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All the Children We Do Not Know
An aura brightens the dark staff room and wakes Rhanji. The doctor gasps upon his rush to consciousness. He had dreamt of skin: skin as blue and translucent as water in Nanni’s dyeing vat: cadaverous, pallid, with indigo residue. In the last moments of the dream, the flesh had melted into a liquid in which Rhanji began to drown. In that blurred place between slumber and reality, he’d thought the fluorescent light was the sun as seen from under the sea; the girl in the centre of the glow, an angel.
Excerpts from the Mothers of Always Brave, Sometimes Kind
A Mother’s Day Special, from the mothers of Always Brave, Sometimes Kind
