This is a novel of substance and despair. It is a collection of oddities, and strange ones at that. It is the story of a displaced epiglottis and partial blindness and willful dissidence (read: teenage angst). It is the story of being miles from okay and learning to actually be okay with that. Mary IrisContinue reading “Mosquitoland by David Arnold”
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