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I am overcome with sorrow to share the news of the passing of a beloved elder and mentor, world flute musician Gary Stroutsos. I am sure there will be official eulogies and obituaries to come, written by people more qualified than I. So today I just want to share a bit about the Gary I knew and loved.
“I don’t remember what my friend Zach and I were talking about on the phone that day, cozied in our prospective homes in the midst of a Flagstaff windstorm—if what he asked me was related to our conversation or simply out of the blue. But the question is now the only part of the conversation I’m able to recall.
‘Are you sick in your dreams?’ he asked.”
Chronic illness already made dating hard. And then the pandemic arrived.
“I almost forgot—” my childhood friend interjected as we were wrapping up a phone call on a blustery September day. “I talked to Lindsey and she agrees that you don’t need to put a disclosure on your dating profile. You can just cross that bridge if you meet someone you like.”
“Large shapes move into sight and hover directly before us. The seals are
bloated and still. Rot-darkened flesh hangs from glimmers of bone; their
eyes, swollen like canned plums about to burst, stare past us. ”
“I wouldn’t mind the company. Then there’d be two
of us to wait, feasting and sky-burrowed, knee to
forehead, forehead to knee”
