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Even after the crowd had dispersed, I couldn’t bring myself to leave the Tsirkin farm. The longer I stood watching, the more stagnant the clear water grew, forming a green nightmare of slime before my…
The alphabet doesn’t have enough letters, you say, to form the names of so many inexpressible feelings, unexpressed for lack of words, and I say to you that we don’t have enough life, that too much…
There is much I cannot tell you. I am not going to be autobiographical. I want to be “bio.”
I write with the flow of the words.
Before the appearance of the mirror, the person didn’t know his own face…