We Flew Kites, a Bermuda Childhood --- Kim Aubrey | Numéro Cinq
Read this as a lament, a keen. It was written, to start with, for Numéro Cinq’s series of “Childhood” essays. But this is no island idyll. It’s not even poignant; that’s too mild a word. It is sad beyond sad. It is a trip to the heart of darkness. It is also beautiful and rich