The Gallery of Unfinished Girls by Lauren Karcz Hardcover, 2017
Red is the color of blood, of apples, of the T-shirt I bought on our last, worst all-Moreno family vacation to Key West. Red was Victoria's face that time I went to see her modern dance company's performance. Red was the cover of the first sketchbook I ever filled, when I would sit on the bench outside my middle school in Naples and draw the palm trees, and people's faces and their shoes. Red is flame and fury. Red is thin and shallow and covers everything.