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Peter Gray


Threnody for Stelios

Last May you were married, and now this morning your widow is wailing. At your wedding feast you shouted, "We'll die, all of us," and laughed; and now the old women are washing your body with wine. You shouted it drunkenly and laughed, and [...]

The Swallow

He had been gone more than five hours when the gendarmes came kicking the door open, and by now he must be safe up in the mountains. She was kneading bread dough when they came with their rifles. She had had to find some way to occupy herself that [...]