Music of the Swamp

by Lewis Nordan

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The music of the swamp, and the magic of the swamp, and the utterly helpless love for the utterly hopeless, and the dreams that might prove once and for all to be true. Holy hell, this was good. I’m glad I’ve got more Lewis Nordan here to dive right into.

We were like spoons together. We were like swamp-elves. And in this way we went to sleep, bare-assed children, the two of us, and in my memory not blameworthy for any sin and not even victims of the sins of our sad fathers, but, only that moment, in love with what is and what has always been or what might forever be.