Somewhere in the South/ Truman Capote
Noon City is not much to look up.There is only one street … . These buildings are grouped so closely together they seem to form a ramshackled palace thrown together overnight by a half-wit carpenter. Now across the road in isolation stand two other structures: a jail, and a tall queer tottering ginger-colored house. […]
Forbidden Love/ Kate Chopin
She went and stood at an open window and looked out upon the deep tangle of the garden below. All the mystery and witchery of the night seemed to have gathered there amid the perfumes and the dusky and tortuous outlines of flowers and foliage. She was seeking herself and finding herself in just such […]
