Sunday Stories: “Early Men Make Fire”

Early Men Make Fire by Theadora Walsh 1. Your leaving started in the café. I was watching you play the saxophone. You were almost not there, mostly brass, the space around the brass. That’s the music, the blowing, but blowing alone is not enough. It’s also what you look like while you play, that’s what you said, how you think about the shade of blue just before the sky goes black. Not the blue from “all blue skies from here,” […]

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