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Excerpt from No Man’s Brooklyn: I put on my headphones, turned on my music and hit shuffle. I eased into Nina Simone’s version of “I Shall Be Released.” I wondered about the state of Anya’s soul, and then thought … Continue reading
She knows who she is, the one who placed a piece of the moon under my tongue when I wasn’t looking, now, when I speak of night, light follows, to gild my bated communion.
Slow burn of words on a page, how to listen raptly between intervals of felt silence and tapped nerves.