Goodnight, Taj Mahal by Andre Peltier

Deep below earth, clay and sand, deep below roots and aquifers, it lies in wait. Like that silent coyote stalking her white-tailed deer through the brush, it waits patiently and with the purity of Assisi. When Francis of Assisi preached to the birds, the rams, the donkeys, that Harlem backbeat was waiting. The rhythm of […]