Jacob Lawrence, "Interior" (1942)
Jacob Lawrence, Interior (1942)
Can a Game Be Literature?

Mark's Pages

Good days bad days, good hours bad hours. Learning to live together, to respect each other's moods, to create physical space, to understand the roots of random tensions. Made so much more stressful by our volatility, hers and mine, and my love for frequent solitude.

To love her, to write, to study languages, to organize, to finish my degree, to make her happy: all at the same moment.

At night there are fireworks over the bay.