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Saïd Sayrafiezadeh Reads Samuel Beckett

The New Yorker: Fiction

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The Eyes Closed in the Dark

The mouth changes unexplainably lips as before same closure same hint of extruding pulp at the corner. imperceptible lackness in a word the smile still there if smile is what it is neither more nor less less and yet no longer the same. Light distorts particularly sunset that mockery true too that the eyes then a gaze for the viewless planet are now closed on other viewlessness of which more if ever a non.

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