The lean days, blue skies with never a cloud, a sea of blue day after day, the sun floating though it. The days of plenty--plenty of worries, plenty of oranges. Eat them in bed, eat them for lunch, push them down for dinner. Oranges, five cents a dozen. Sunshine in the sky, sun juice in my stomach.
Excerpt from John Fante's classic 1939 novel, Ask the Dust
Excerpt from John Fante's classic 1939 novel, Ask the Dust
No comments:
Post a Comment