The Drunken Boat
As I was going down impassive Rivers,I no longer felt myself guided by haulers:Yelping redskins...
Category: Lies
The Time of Our Singing
By the time the train reaches his destination, the child owns it. Charmed strangers wish him well...
The Debutante
When I was a debutante I often went to the zoological garden. I went so often that I was better...
Never Let Me Go
Anyway, the point is, there was a gap in Miss Emily’s calendar collection: none of them had a...
In the Heart of the Heart of the Country
Icicles Then another thing I do is I always draw a picture of the house, a simple floor plan. Take...
Lonesome Dove
The springhouse was a little lumpy adobe building, so cool on the inside that Augustus would have...
Homesick for Another World
AN HONEST WOMAN By eight o’clock, the rains had arrived in lazy, side-sweeping sheets, battering...
By Night In Chile
And among the clients of the shoemaker in question, the shoemaker of Vienna, was the...
Malliga Homes
Mr Swaminathan died suddenly, as he was walking back to his flat from the Veg dining hall after...
Breakfast of Champions
The words in the book, incidentally, were about life on a dying planet named Lingo-Three, whose...
Invisible Man
At first I thought it was a cop and a shoeshine boy; then there was a break in the traffic and...
Nutshell
In the early afternoon the phone rings and the future introduces herself…
