“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
Wednesday, October 28, 2020
THE STONEMASON by Yahya Hassan
THE STONEMASON
THE MAN IN THE NEIGHBOURING CELL WAS A STONEMASON
HE DREAMED OF CARVING SCULPTURES
BUT WAS EMPLOYED TO CUT COBBLESTONES AND GRAVESTONES
HE ENDED UP CUTTING HIS EX-WIFE HALF DEAD
BECAUSE SHE REFUSED HIM ACCESS TO THE CHILD
NOW SHE VISITS HIM ONCE A WEEK
AND SHE TAKES THE CHILD WITH HER
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