‘And What We Know About Time’ by Tania Hershman

And What We Know About Time When it failed to alarm, my father took the clock apart. Laid it all out on the kitchen table. While the dog dreamed and snored, we watched him clean every piece, then, with breaths held, attempt reassembly. It worked perfectly for the next ten years, which was odd, given the sixteen horological components my father couldn’t fit back in. … Continue reading ‘And What We Know About Time’ by Tania Hershman