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PHIL HALL Killdeer

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This silence is my companion now.
I ask: of what did my soul die?
and the silence answers

if your soul died, whose life
are you living and
when did you become that person?

Louise Glück from “Echoes
in Averno. Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2006.

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Human freedom is a complex difficult—and private—thing. If we can liken life, for a moment, to a furnace, then freedom is the fire that burns away illusion.

JAMES BALDWIN, Nobody Knows My Name
see also: Notes of a Native Son

What are the boundaries between art and life? Between reader and writer, between fantasy and what is real? I need you to help me find out.

Call me—
xAlex

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