You would not think the way he carries it in that he carries a thing: the way he favors his left hand (which touches its strings) as if it were a wing that touched God; the way his knees cling to its sides as if it were love. It is…
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(for Mila) My father taught me this one thing: that pain knows no size no breadth. It understands no bigger no smaller no more no less. All pain blinds. All pain is intimate. Have you felt it? It is the same for both women and men. The rich feel it as much as the poor.…
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