Thursday, May 26, 2011

an oppression, like the heat

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This is what he remembered. Heat. A baseball field. Yellow grass, the whirr of insects, himself leaning against a tree as the boys of the neighborhood gather for a pickup game. He looks on as the others argue the relative genius of Mantle and Mays. They have been worrying this subject all summer, and it has become tedious to Anders: an oppression, like the heat.

 "Bullet in the Brain" by Tobias Wolf via Royal Quiet Deluxe
 image:le dans la

1 comment:

Lydia said...

Loved this quote, image, the total post. While I was waiting for my computer to bring up the comment form the cello began playing and I was reading Hemingway's quote under the photo in Paris, and I started to cry. Such a powerful thing, coming to your blog!