Kim Edwards Quotes:
Ocupation: Author
Life: b. May 4, 1958
Birthday: May 4
Her voice, high and clear, moved through the leaves, through the sunlight. It splashed onto the gravel, the grass. He imagined the notes falling into the air like stones into water, rippling the invisible surface of the world. Waves of sound, waves of light: his father had tried to pin everything down, but the world was fluid and could not be contained.
topic: Father, Fall, Air, Sound Waves, Gravel
