Damon Galgut

This morning I met a woman with a golden nose.
She was riding in a Cadillac with a monkey in her arms.
Her driver stopped and she asked me, “Are you Fellini?”
With this metallic voice she continued,
“Why is it that in your movies, there is not even one normal person?”
—FEDERICO FELLINI

His arrival merely a minor sensation in the end, the prodigal returning, a drama everybody has seen before. Boredom sets in quickly. You come back after long vanishment and the surface closes as if you were never gone. Family quicksand.

Boredom sets in quickly. You come back after long vanishment and the surface closes as if you were never gone. Family quicksand.

It’s no good, this endless repent and repeat.

The room you grew up in is a room you never leave