E.B. Goodale did the illustration above for a short story I’ll have in Smokelong Quarterly. I had seen her illustrations on Brian Foley’s blog (like her illustration for a poem in Rauan Klassnik’s Holy Land) and in Oranges and Sardines, so I thought of her when an editor at Smokelong said that I could provide my own illustration for the story. I think she did a great job. I particularly like the way the wall/floor line is jagged and looks at first glance like handwriting. I also really like how an outline appears to be separating from or joining the body of the suited man (‘the son’ in the story). Thank you, E.B. Goodale.