Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul

"Like a fire alarm going off in your ear, sulfur up your nose, mouth full of sour milk, reality is what it is – you deal with it."

Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul

"Her eyes beamed over the top of the cup like Peterbilt high beams coming over a hillcrest, full moon rising over a mountain lake with its reflected partner, 747 landing lights coming down onto a runway."

Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul

"Laughter erupted from her belly and shot out her mouth like pigeons through an open cage door, schoolchildren bursting into summer vacation, water from a tapped hydrant."

Dennis Vickers, Between the Shadow and the Soul