He was about the size of a wooden match and floated--arms spread out--like a skydiver in a small jar his wife had given him, perhaps because they were childless and he was always traveling.
from “The Gift” by Mark Irwin
Odd, funny, entrancing. I can’t say much more than that about Mark Irwin’s contribution to the
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anthology, a story about a dude named Mark whose wife gives him a tiny man floating in a jar of water for their 25th...
Published on May 03, 2015 06:15