Sunday, February 20, 2011

Reading "Falling Man" by Don DeLillo




It was not a street anymore but a world, a time and space of falling ash and near night. He was walking north through rubble and mud and there were people running past holding towels to their faces or jackets over their heads. They had handkerchiefs pressed to their mouths. They had shoes in their hands, a woman with a shoe in each hand, running past him. They ran and fell, some of them, confused and ungainly, with debris coming down around them, and there were people taking shelter under cars.





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Then he saw a shirt come down out of the sky. He walked and saw it fall, arms waving like nothing in this life.