TE20 Migrant Mosaics

Elise Wilk

the post office clerks would open the parcels from relatives in front of her and they’d hold back a little something for themselves a pair of nylon stockings or some nivea cream

for martha that was the smell of germany she always knew she’d make it there one day the years passed quickly there was no time to dream because you had to live at a party thrown by a former schoolmate martha got to know edgar as she was the only girl not dancing edgar knocked back three glasses of brandy and went up to her are you dancing

MARTHA : I’m not as you can see

EDGAR : I meant to ask if you wanted to dance with me

MAX : the very moment edgar asked this question martha came to the conclusion that when your fiancé asks someone else to dance seven times in a row right under your nose

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