Remembering Carla, J.S. Absher
Michael Diehl, Alone Remembering Carla She sang in church and in college halls, full of vibrato. After she died, whoever recalled her youth smiled to hear again her singing tremolo inside their heads. She spoke in vibrato, too, a quaver timid and stubborn; left home less and less, and after the pandemic, […]
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