Samuel visits his mother
I went to see her straight from the airport. (Was I, then, a good son, or only the semblance of one, going through the motions, performing goodness because, perhaps, there was someone up in the carpark above me, watching me swim back and forth, back and forth?) I knew my … Continue reading →
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Bach , Caroline Commanville , Flaubert , Herodias , Isabelle Faust , translation , Willa Cather