Photograph on the Beach
By Emilio Carballido
Translated by Jacqueline E. Bixler
The two of us alone here in the house. Looking at this old photo, counting the dead. Just Grandmother and I. The photo has begun to fade.
Citizen Schippel
By Carl Sternheim
Adapted by David Copelin and John Van Burek
From a literal translation by Lascelle Wingate
One night last month took care of that. We were alone. He was my universe; I was happy, and full of desire. If he’d said one word, made one gesture, I’d have given myself to him. But the idiot just sat there, his big calf’s eyes bugging out of his head.
The Mercurian 