“If he closed his eyes he could dwell in the circuit of air that had once held her, he could hold his breath and be inside her again, within the close and burning borders of her- she stood here, washed her hair in this sink, wrote upon this wall, ate roasted chicken at this table. There was no place he could enter where she had not also been, her echoes hanging in the air like pages hung to dry. No place that did not suppurate in her absence, which was not ringed with the light of her old selves, like film burned with a cigarette.”

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About Catherynne M. Valente

American fiction writer, poet, and literary critic

Catherynne M. Valente is an American fiction writer, poet, and literary critic. She is known for speculative fiction, and her work has earned the James Tiptree, Jr. Award, the Andre Norton Award, and the Mythopoeic Award. Her short fiction has appeared in Clarkesworld Magazine and in anthologies such as Salon Fantastique and Paper Cities, along with several Year's Best volumes. Her criticism has also been published in the International Journal of the Humanities and in other essay collections.

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Palimpsest

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