THE WALRUS SAID . . . . . . . . . being a bookish blog
Tuesday, October 6, 2026
First Lines: Bharati Mukherje
I can almost touch the diamond-hard light of stars and the silky slipperiness of leaves, almost taste smoke softer than clouds and sweeter than memory, almost feel God’s breath burn off my sins.
Leave It to Me
Bharati Mukherje
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