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“I was born a good man. I had a good heart. But my life has given me a violent education. Straw and arson. Scorched earth. Blut und eisen. Lebensraum.”

“He waited for his sobbing to subside, and then fumbled for the scotch. He sat on the cot and drank in darkness. Wet came the tears. They would not cease. This was like childhood, this grief.”

“She didn’t see him. She wandered the street. Busses. Trucks. Unfriendly crowds. She was growing frightened. She returned to the subway and began to descend. Karras grew frantic, ran to
The street and began to weep as he called her name; as he could not find her; as he pictured her helpless and bewildered in the maze of tunnels beneath the ground.”

I want to be old but I do not want to be a woman

When she fell I was not looking. She screamed in the air….. That I remember and the sound her body made when it struck the ground, a crash that was both hard and soft at the same time. She lay down there on the stones we call hearts and wheaten there was blood or not I cannot say, for her dress was too red to show it.

The reality is a baby the older sibling is forbidden to touch, for how would that elder one choose to ‘play’ with the interloper, the thief of a parent’s love? By beating it to death, by stamping on its face, by taking the feeble wriggling body to the river and watching the current carry it away downstream. Those are the games to play with a new brother or sister - if opportunity is given.