our halfling daughter
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2014.07.15
Once again, someone asked Mari, "Oh, she's your daughter? Is your husband black?"
twenty-eight years and a million words
Once again, someone asked Mari, "Oh, she's your daughter? Is your husband black?"
There are two kinds of people in this world: Those that enter a room and turn the television set on, and those that enter a room and turn the television set off.
—-"Raymond Shaw", The Manchurian Candidate