“Of course he was there, a removed audience of my redemption songs from beyond the grave, the way Kafka and his father continued to shadow-box, long after they quit staring at each other at the dinner table.” DeathFathersSonsKafka Book:Failing Maths and My Other Crimes Source: Failing Maths and My Other Crimes
“all is dead but for the mosquitoes singing their blood song” DeathHeatMosquitoesBiko Book:Failing Maths and My Other Crimes Source: Failing Maths and My Other Crimes