In the canon
Cathedral
- Form
- Form Short Story
- Year
- Year 1983
- Pages
- Pages 15
A husband dreads the visit of his wife's old friend, a blind man, until late at night the two of them draw a cathedral with their hands together and he sees something for the first time.
My eyes were still closed. I was in my house. I knew that. But I didn't feel like I was inside anything.
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