U.S. writer
Ameni Rozsa
Sometimes it is good fortune to be abandoned. While we are looking after our losses, our selves may slip back inside.
“An Average Sadness,” in I Thought My Father Was God (New York: Henry Holt, 2001), 379.
U.S. writer
Sometimes it is good fortune to be abandoned. While we are looking after our losses, our selves may slip back inside.
“An Average Sadness,” in I Thought My Father Was God (New York: Henry Holt, 2001), 379.