Jacob Lawrence, "In the evening the mother and father come home from work," (1943)
Jacob Lawrence, In the evening the mother and father come home from work (1943)
Can a Game Be Literature?

Mark's Pages

October 24, 2003:

Every evening she came home with a chocolate cake under her arm from Eppler's on Market Street. "Dinner," she explained, and, she wasn't kidding.

"How was your day?"

"Oh," she said, tired-sounding. "It was really good. All I had to do was stand around making copies." In response to my puzzled look she clarified, "At least I didn't have to learn anything new."

When she left she stiffed me for her back rent. But the thing that pissed me off was, she stole my silverware.