Every One Still Here

A searching, incisive, and profound debut collection of stories about people—mothers, fathers, sons, strangers, sisters—living in the aftermath of violence. What good is it to know what things are, what lies beneath the appearance of them? It is nothing until it is stated. It is nothing if it is not named. It is just blood, like you have never seen before. A young man studying anatomy looks at a cadaver. Flowers are found, left in bouquets, all over a museum. A mother dies, leaving a stain on th