Time has gone by but I have not been lax in my reading. Just getting down in front of the Tumblr to write. And here is a book I read two months ago. And yet, I can’t forget. I can’t forget the poetry of weather, of paper shapes adorned with boy’s printing, fraternal connections, wonder twin power and the quiet grief of a woman with intimate knowledge of what it feels like to be alone when everyone else seems paired up. In these pages I saw a dark house full of family unable to make connections as they struggle with loss, and rain and snow, and a whole world in a single town. In Algoma Dani Couture caused my little heart to skip through dark and light and my little brain to see the bigger picture in the smallest gestures.