Flying Over the Abyss

...the bone-deep loneliness

photograph by Belinda Grasnick

At the end of my last post (“Chatting With the Abyss”) I wondered if any readers had an experience anything like the one I described; if you had, I invited you to write to me about them with the idea of maybe posting a few. I got an extraordinary reply from a musician and writer I’ll call A.B. (for now); she describes an e…