Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Daily Dose

From Beneath the Lion's Gaze, by Maaza Mengiste


"There is this to know, she said. There is silence and no thought. All is carved away and swallowed in the dark. This is death, she told him each time she thought she'd breathed her last. It is like this, and I am leaving this way."

From 33.

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