Monday, November 15, 2004

 

Unbeknownst to me, Shanna Compton recorded my reading Saturday with her devious iPod. The .mp3 is posted here, so persons flung far and wide may revel in the poetry, while I marvel at how high and squeaky my voice sounds when it's not being filtered through my skull (I sound like Marlene Dietrich from inside here . . . okay, maybe not, but still substantially deeper than on the recording).

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