“Beyond the Pages: Lidia Yuknavitch Reveals the Hidden Depths of ‘Reading the Waves'”
I was communicating recently with my friend Elizabeth Woody about the breakdown of a primary relationship, and she reminded me how lucky we all are to have relationships at al l— brief ones, long ones, human-to-human, human-to-animal, human-to-world or elements, because when we inhabit relationships we experience molecular exchange. Literally and metaphysically. So when I write about Devin, I now understand I am also writing about place, about birds/crows, about cranes, about death rituals, art, eros, the word Devin becomes ten thousand things. It prisms. Like water or mother. Whatever happened between us in terms of the play-by-play events becomes very faint. I think that is beautiful. And whatever pain emerged, it has begun is transmogrify. Probably from the start, before it even happened. All life is in process. All love. All death.
