Short Fiction: ‘Orchestra,’ from Hisham Bustani’s ‘The Monotonous Chaos of Existence’
“She was seated at the black piano. The music had evaporated from her head, and only crooked melodies stumbled from her fingers.”
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Short Fiction: ‘Orchestra,’ from Hisham Bustani’s ‘The Monotonous Chaos of Existence’
“She was seated at the black piano. The music had evaporated from her head, and only crooked melodies stumbled from her fingers.”