Midwest in Photos: Sunset Dreams

“I always held my breath when we crossed that overpass in the years to come, making our way to my Aunt Peggy and Uncle Bob’s house, imagining how it would feel to have the freeway falling away into the road falling away into the earth falling away into itself, layer after layer like a bizarre Russian Doll, crumbling beneath me until I’m falling, too, deep enough to where everything that’s left is only spinning.” – Jennifer Murvin, “Listen for the Birds,” Midwestern Gothic, Issue 11.

Photo by: Patty Kuo

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