Abstract

The neuropathologist’s hands, her gloves the purple of thyme in flower, lift from the bin of white plastic, something that might have held bird seed or daffodil bulbs, your brain: Unrecognizable, although Unique as was your face or voice. You wanted us to see it, and so I feel you ask us, …

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