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A book in my hand. The steam
Of the radiator on my brows.
There’s a light rain outside.
I’m sleepy. I almost drift off.
I’m sleepy. People speaking,
As through a canvas, monotone.
A young man…
Contributor:
Yosef Rolnik
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1915
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Almost before she was out of the cradle, Sonechka was a bookworm. As Efrem, elder brother and family satirist, never tired of repeating, “All that reading has given Sonechka a butt like a chair and a…
Contributor:
Ludmila Ulitskaya
Places:
Moscow, Russia
Date:
1992