Mary Gaitskill, "The Little Boy"

An older woman limps down memory lane and through an airport.

(from Harper's Magazine, June 2006)

I dunno. I just don't see the point. All this blunt melodramatic angst tangled up in pretty phrases. Nicely, even smartly, composed but not that interesting. Like P.O.D. Like lots of music I can't stand.

Tsunami, "Old Grey Mare"