Dandelions

  

In advance of the release of Notes for the Everlost: A Field Guide to Grief, I went into the crowsnest closet, shut the door, and recorded three pieces of audio that felt important. This is the first—an excerpt called Dandelions in Chernobyl, about time doing what feels like impossible work on an exquisite scale, and the first few moments you realize she’s been doing that work all along.

The closet, muffled with clothes, is the best place to record. So there I was, curled up on the floor with all my dresses, then out to the seaside with proud medusa braids and muddy coveralls. Every kind of me, and every kind of you.

 























  























































 

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