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Rachel Cohn
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January 21 - January 22, 2023
It was one of those moments when you feel the future so much that it humbles the present. Her absence was palpable, even though she was still in the room.
I might have liked to share a dance with you. If I may be so bold to say. I thought: But isn’t this a dance? Isn’t all of this a dance? Isn’t that what we do with words? Isn’t that what we do when we talk, when we spar, when we make plans or leave it to chance? Some of it’s choreographed. Some of the steps have been done for ages. And the rest—the rest is spontaneous. The rest has to be decided on the floor, in the moment, before the music ends.
“What?” she asked. “Your lightness,” I said, hardly knowing what I was saying. “It’s disarming.”