The Golfer
By Fiction Issue 130
The eyes of the axolotls spoke to me of the presence of a different life, of another way of seeing. —Julio Cortázar, “Axolotl” (translated by Paul Blackburn) WHEN I FIRST MET those bedridden children in the Kingston slums, their existence disturbed me. I wondered why God would create such useless beings, whose only inheritance was…
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