No one wanted the piano, so she dug a kitchen-table-sized hole
and shoved the pianoforte into the pit. She expected to hear
clanging metal and cracking hardwood, but with its dying
gasp the piano gave back the opening chord from
Debussy’s La Cathédrale Engloutie. A
demisemiquaver rest later, the air
filled with a profound calm as
harmonic overtones flowed
outward, the strings of the
universe quivering in
sympathy.

--published by Indicia

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