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Linda Hillman Chayes
from 2 Horatio
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Linda Hillman Chayes
When the world
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and breath are braking, is there any sleep to be had? With time in play, did we speak the day before or the day after? When will I love air?
Isn’t it enough that childhood ghosts steal my voice? When company arrives uninvited, what words can be spoken? When a word escapes me, why do all its sidekicks knock around my brain, bickering? Will longing, boxed, combust? Can you reach into Zoom and grab your child from an adjacent square?