The red mug is lying on the floor, broken into many pieces. It fell from my brother's hands. A question of mine caused this. I asked him how he would feel if a woman wrote, "Be a man and a better man." Before he could pronounce "good," the mug slipped from his hands. It didn't make a sound. I bent down to pick up the pieces of the red mug that had broken. My brother's voice changed. He asked me who I had said those words to. I was washing the dishes, and my face was pressed against the wall...

Hera e pestë që do të futem në vaskë për t’u larë. E s’jam as e djerësitur, as po e përdor ujin e ngrohtë për t’u qetësuar nga stresi....

Ata i kanë ngrënë yjet. Nuk ka më yje. Ishte 28  shkurt kur ta shtruan darkën e yjeve. Darka e yjeve zgjati shumë vite. Të gjithë...