"The sky here is clear of cloud and bird, Just the sun blaring steadily through ether. What moves is invisible. Like music. I move in it, into it. It feels
Like nothing, until it lets me go."
absolutely gorgeous collection of prose and poetry from the Caribbean, picked this book up for free by chance after E took me to a poetry recitation last year. the language is grounded in the land and the waters, and that makes it so much richer.