AUGUST 8TH-14TH, “World of Wonders” by Aimee Nezhukumatahil
“Maybe that is the loneliest kind of memory: to be forever altered by an invisible kiss, a reminder of something long gone and crumbled, like that mountain in Lake Superior. Perhaps, in the distant future, a sound that resembles my voice will still haunt my great-great-great-great-great-grandchild— a sounds she can’t quite place, can’t quite name.”
- Aimee Nezhukumatahil, World of Wonders