• Maggie Levine

ArtWrite 10/9: Ruth Root

Updated: Dec 4, 2020

Sometimes Joely’s brain felt like a rubber band that couldn't stretch wide enough. It was an unsettling feeling, and all kinds of things could trigger it. Fun house mirrors and polka dots. The blow up car wash men that fell forward and backward. She'd always felt this way. Even as far back Kindergarten when they made potholders and she couldn’t keep track of the over and under. Or when she read The Phantom Tollbooth and skipped the part when Milo started climbing the stairs to infinity. It’s why she hated thinking about the universe, or which came first, the chicken or the egg.


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