To Abel ||| Kweli — The Literary Review

Sing your song sudden, let it be a car door hitting the breastbone, small tear in the pink of an eye. Who hears it when you keep its hum at the base of your throat? I do. I am the sister who watched a bird bury its dead and did not understand. You said “help,” […]

via To Abel ||| Kweli — The Literary Review

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