Swimming Empty

by Gabrielle Bomgren

Originally published on December 1, 1998

In a bathtub in the house at the end of Road 567 the brother is soaking in fifty liters of water. It smells of sauce made of ripe red lingonberries. The water is slightly pink. When the sun hits, the pink transforms into a color close to that of homemade Christmas tree ornaments. Road 567 [...]