All children want to go to space. Earth only offers parents wailing about overdraft notices and evening news playing in an empty den. Dead pets too. Childhood is a rot. And so they look up and see stars shiver, ancient information only just now arriving, because that is the only place left to look, and they yearn.
David Connerley Nahm, Ancient Oceans of Central Kentucky
childhood-longings, escape, hick-lit, hillbilly-noir