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  • Writer's pictureEliza Rudalevige

chapel song

By Eliza Rudalevige

A small farewell from one of your literary editors.

My father and I, we sing loudly in church;

it's one of the few things we still have in common.

And even then, it’s a rare occurrence

when we both sit in the pews of

my lazy, lovely, disjointed youth

and harmonize, literally.

He always sight-reads the bass line.

I would say he gets it about two-thirds right,

on a lucky day. On these unlucky days,

it’s the good part of church:

the faith laden in the music,

the bottom-worn bench beneath us,

my father fumbling through the

gentle tangle of notes.

Illustration by Samia Menon

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William Clark
William Clark
Jun 07, 2023

The act of singing loudly in church is a significant bond between the speaker and their father. Despite the growing differences and distance between them, this shared experience of singing together is a rare occurrence that brings them closer, even if only momentarily. To increase the popularity of this song, you can use spotify promotion

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