An indulgently lengthy excerpt, but reflective of taking the time, under a searing morning sun, amidst flies, to sit still and listen to the intimate psychophysical presence of these very curious yet nervously cautious c…
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I found myself trying to wave the flies away...very realisti…
These are the sounds of my boyhood, growing up in a family t…