Allahu akbar, a moment of no one injuring anyone anywhere. It was after his bath and the evening was cool and crickets. He hummed the tune to “Lilac Wine,” (I feel unready for my love...)— then whispered—God...is...extreme...—but didn’t mean me, I think, or anyone to overhear.
Patrick Donnelly | Contents Mudlark No. 61 (2016)