Paradise
You think you know me, mister? I’m just a boy, seven years old, small enough to slip through cracks, quiet enough that no one listens. I...
A Skeptical Dialogue
Sophia: What is this? Pratt: What is what? S: This. (Points) P: The table? S: Why do you call it that? P: What, table ? S: Yes. P: You’ve...
Selfhood and Love
In Jean-Paul Sartre’s short story “The Room,” Eve’s husband, Pierre, is afflicted with an unspecified mental illness involving memory...