“Outside was blind dark: no houses for miles, no electricity, no moon, just the unplowed fire road where we duct-taped a glow stick to a football and threw the fade.” — from “Aria” by Spencer Wise in the February HOBART.
Nice, Spencer. I like what you’re doing on the page.
woah. thanks for posting that.
Boss sentence, that.
agreed. and it’s all caught in those last three words, right? ‘threw the fade.’ Like the sentence just found the back corner of the end zone.