/lit/ - Literature

Thoughts on this greatly appreciated. Opener to a short story I'm working on.

I stayed behind so I could pull faces at Turniphead and make him smile, but all he ever did was flop about like a doll in the trolley seat. I called my brother that because his head really was twice the size of a normal five-year-old boy’s, and a lot rounder, too. His never-blinking beady eyes only moved when the rest of him did so that sometimes I wasn’t sure if he was alive or dead. And there was no difference between his skin and the broken porcelain mum kept in her trolley—except for the forehead where the bruising started, just below black tufts of hair. It also helped me laugh, to give my younger brother a silly name. Mum preferred Ephraim.

>>18230193
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>>15121183
Not strictly a pure writer but Seuss was also a painter.