
“I lift my eyes to the distant moon that shines over our earthly sphere. I stare around at the field in front of me, the seven-branched candelabrum etched over the archway, the dark gray stones ranked together in rows, the brambles overgrowing this secret shadowed place.
This is the closest I will ever come to finding my people. It is the last graveyard of my people in London.”
— from the novel SINFUL FOLK
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Published on October 31, 2014 17:00