April 2009
2 posts
Confessions of a virgin →
There are a circle of people in a dusty courtyard, a man is in its center, writing in the sand. To his side is a woman being restrained by two men. A woman on the opposite side throws a stone towards the woman in the center. He turns to her and says, “Mother, you infuriate me.”
Ahem. My literature teacher tell me that you’d get that if you lived in Ireland, or Italy, or if the...
