Monday, December 19, 2016

the last book I ever read (The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead, excerpt three)

from The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead:

No wonder the whites wandered the park in the growing darkness, Cora thought, her forehead pressed into the wood. They were ghosts themselves, caught between two worlds: the reality of their crimes, and the hereafter denied them for those crimes.

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