likeness after Augusta Savage how a face is rendered so: fingers melded to stubborn earth, shaped with the tender trust of memory, the impress of a crumpled hat, the gloss of youthful skin, eyes sprightly, lips parted ever so slightly, the quick shock of presence. at times without a folded collar: hair high, taut over a widow’s peak, the curvature of nose and eyebrow, firmness in the cheeks, the groove above a stoic mouth, the sturdy contours of collarbones, naked, not nude. their faces, austere, worthy of unvarnished attention, unencumbered by the muck of phrenology, the few that breathe in polished bronze, the others swept in frailer dust, their guiding hands as tenacious and tender as clay allows them to be. Jonathan Chan Jonathan Chan is a writer, editor, and graduate of the University of Cambridge. Born in New York to a Malaysian father and South Korean mother, he was raised in Singapore, where he is presently based. He is interested in questions of faith, identity, and creative expression. He has recently been moved by the writing of Ee Tiang Hong, Md Mukul Hossine, and Ocean Vuong.
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