“My mother is a fish.” (84)
Faulkner, William. As I Lay Dying. Vintage International, 1990. Print.
This is my second time reading this book, and this chapter still stands out to me more than any other. It’s curt, absurd, and funny. It’s strange and fitting for Vardaman to make this connection between the fish and his mother, but the “is” makes it seem almost delusional.