After an hour or two I heard Dad come home. I went to the other room to say hi. This is how I witnessed the moment Mum introduced Monica to him. I was behind her back and couldn’t see her face, but I saw his. It had an expression on that I had never seen before. Stunned. As if Monica was from another world and he didn’t know what to say.
Publishing house: Janet 45 Pelican Feather (2013) Translated by Bistra Andreeva To Mom Hope is the thing with feathers Hope, Emily Dickinson -1- First my father left us. Or rather, first Monica moved in with us. Monica is my Mom’s childhood friend. One evening Mom told Dad that she had called from Burgas. She […]
Publishing house: Janet 45 ANNABEL (2007) Translated by Bistra Andreeva To my sister “For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee…” Edgar Allan Poe, Annabel Lee This story starts in my attic […]
Publishing house: Kronos Almost Intimately (2007) Translated by Part one David -1- „…there are inevitable things in life or at least we consider them inevitable which is indeed the same thing…” Christian Bobin, “La Folle Allure” In the dust of the spacious garret words are blending into a buzz. Words are thronging and brimming from […]