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Stories That Listen
by Priscilla Becker
ISBN: 978-1-935536-05-5 |
WHITE TONE I think I prefer now being unloved and listening for my footsteps in the dark. There was a tree in the yard — not any more — whose crooked branch I’d watch. I held a ceremony in which I married my black dog. There is a certain smell that overtakes me, for instance once, in a button shop. And then I came to disregard. Also a kind of nakedness that has to do with words. I made a list of things I’d like. I tied a string. The sound as when your foot breaks through the snow, that sound was in the house. |
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