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110 pages, ebook
First published March 25, 2014
Sometimes I think the right doctor could open my chest and find her there, my sister, frozen inside of me, like a face in a locket.
Sleep has been chased off the globe by our twenty-four-hour news cycle, our polluted skies and crops and waterways, the bald eyeballs of our glowing devices. We Americans are sitting in an electric chair that we engineered.
{...}the governor's budget cuts in the Sunshine State have meant that Floridian sleep scientists remain stalled at the "dang"/"go figure" stage of their research{...}"
—p.5