from The Body Manuscript
Jenny Hval’s “Why This?”
I heard a song that reminded me of
hunger. I listened and waited until
my stomach grew empty and my mouth, dry.
The music was wordless and meandered.
The vocals verged on wailing. I felt, in
that voice, a ringing clarity that led
me back to loss. What is it about the
glory of starvation? Bestowing an
emptiness and fog, hollowing the
bones, making the hungry bird-fragile, prone
to death. One last flight before a spiral.
One last time to grieve before all feeling falls away.
There is a song that sounds like hunger.
I find myself singing along.