The Sweet and the Sour
I like to sit outside a marriage counsellor’s and watch the couples come and go. There’s a café across the road, I take a window seat and do crosswords. The
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I like to sit outside a marriage counsellor’s and watch the couples come and go. There’s a café across the road, I take a window seat and do crosswords. The
SUBJECT Antonia was running. Johan chased her. DEVELOPMENT – Antonia was running along a dried out riverbed. She ran over stones of every size and shape, slipping on drifts of
I am convinced it is the song of cicadas that regulate temperature and not the other way around. I say, those dancers remind me of Buenos Aires, and they say,
When the tyrant Peisistratos announced he would pay his weight in gold to the man who could show him verifiable evidence of a physical paradox, conjurers, swindlers, and madmen flocked
As if artifice was an answer. Maguire told me that Leonardo only once painted a portrait to the best of his ability, and swore never to repeat the act, as
We heard them when we were young. But we didn’t know then what they were. When Jennifer was fourteen she saw the movie and told us about them. We were
A man walked into a bar and made straight for an empty table at the back of the room. Larson was somewhat worse for wear. He took off his hat
When it was my family’s turn, we started the carving before the stone was even put in place. Two teams, three in each, under the guidance of the master mason.
I stood at the edge of the labyrinth. The one I’d designed myself. At the entrance was a tessellated floor, a pattern easy to remember: eight square tiles alternating black
When the copy was finished, Baudril invited a number of specialists to give their professional opinion of the painting. All three declared it genuine. The original, worth many millions of