my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.
Trieste–Zurich–Paris, 1914–1921.
A man passes a day in early twentieth-century Dublin, in a journey patterned on Homer’s Odyssey.
my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.
Trieste–Zurich–Paris, 1914–1921.