“We are Hearts in Cages” by R. T.

We Are Hearts in Cagesby R. T. François, exhausted by five successive nights on high alert, says to me, ‘I’d give my sabre for a cup of coffee!’ François is twenty years old. —René Char, Leaves of Hypnos (1943-1944)  To those two students who never abandoned their sinking campus.  I had one apple in my bag—a potential lunch if nothingContinue reading ““We are Hearts in Cages” by R. T.”