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No history is mute. No matter how much they own it, break it, and lie about it, human history refuses to shut its mouth. Despite deafness and ignorance, the time that was continues to tick inside the time that is. —EDUARDO GALEANO
THEY ARE DUE to leave on Friday the 13th. It’s an airman’s way of cheating death: pick a day of doom, then defy it.
Their scarves take first flight and then they hear the applause of branches below.
She tests the phrase, scratching it out on the paper, over and over, transatlantic, trans atlas, trans antic. The distance finally broken.
He needed each of his words to appreciate the weight they bore. He felt like he was lifting them and then letting them drop to the end of his fingers, dragging his muscle to work, carving his mind open with idea.
