Monthly Archives: April 2017

Eye of The Virgin

Maybe if she had lost her daughter, she thought. Not because she didn’t love her child but because she had gotten to a point in her life where she couldn’t feel anything. Just living in her body, unable to process … Continue reading

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What The Writer Said

The grandmother said she’d once had a drink with a famous American writer, in a Paris cafe. It was La Palette, she remembered, which was known to be frequented by artists. This was after the war. The grandmother didn’t know … Continue reading

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Avenue Louise

We passed Avenue Louise. “Look there, whores.” I was a bit shocked. Not about the prostitutes, but the fact this proper Belgian woman in her mid-fifties was saying the word whores with such, I don’t know, gusto. I guess she … Continue reading

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