This is a case of ‘please do judge a book by its cover’ because Helle Helle’s This Should Be Written in the Present Tense is book-jacket-eye-candy. It begins –
“I wrote too much about that step. Where I locked myself out in March. Where I sat and stared in April. Where my mum and dad stood in down jackets well into May, heads at an angle.
The lilacs were in bloom. A bus swung away from the station. A bus swung away from the station. A hot smell of diesel, then lilacs again. My arms were bare, the air was warm and mild.”
Exquisite. I’m looking forward to this one.
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