from The Arab
It doesn’t matter how many times I tell her—she’s simply incapable of cooking just a few things when she has visitors. More
from Thirteen Months of Sunrise
I don’t care how they take my body...What can this skinny, tired, and sickly body give them? What flames can it quench? More
from The Remainder
Someone has to die and it falls on me to find them, body after body, ever since my first unforgettable Sunday cadaver... More
from Edinburgh Notebook
In the desert, my love, in the desert I saw an elephant born. Its mother thought it dead, and in her desperate rage, she dragged it with her trunk... More
from The Palimpsests
Given my devotion to sex, I followed Hemingway to the white continent, where, due to the dearth of places in veterinary sciences, I enrolled in Antarctic philology studies. More
from Felix Austria
In the morning they discovered that a lock of hair from the severed head of John the Baptist vanished without a trace, as did the relics of St. Munditia… More
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