Lisa Metrikin — The Monarch Review
Drown – Lisa Metrikin
Tuesday, May 13, 2014 11:20 — 0 Comments
It’s the summer of 1941 and there’s a war across the world. Dov lies in bed in the room where his whole family sleeps, his cot and his parents’ bed and his brother Daniel’s crib crammed into the small room. The heat keeps waking him, even though he’s covered by nothing except his sweat-dampened shorts. Central Ontario has been humid for days, the sky vacillating between cloudless blue and an ominous shade of grey, as if it can’t settle on a mood. Even the nights are sticky, oppressively hot. No one can sleep.
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