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"I died on the twelfth of September, at the height of happiness. Clothed in the shadow of the chestnut tree outside the house, my body preserved the posture of a living woman hours after my last breath. Whereas at first I struggled with snakes under my tongue, around my ankles and my wrists, snakes clotting the blood under the skin of my lips and rearranging my limbs to fit the encasement of this new reality, I now watch lavender clouds pass by."Christina Tudor-Sideri's debut novel is a book told in a single breath—a final breath. In the moments following her death, a nameless woman recounts, in fragments and flashes, episodes from a life that seems increasingly alien and distant to her. As her body is slowly erased by wind, water, and the earth beneath it, her voice carries on without ceasing, as if any pause would mean permanent silence. Because these are the very stakes.
Christina Tudor-Sideri is a writer and translator. She is the author of the book-length essay Under the Sign of the… Read More
