Acropolis
It was 430 B.C., at night, upon the acropolis. Athena Parthenos, the virgin goddess, admired herself, her aspect carved in solid stone, smooth and fair. In the temple the braziers […]
It was 430 B.C., at night, upon the acropolis. Athena Parthenos, the virgin goddess, admired herself, her aspect carved in solid stone, smooth and fair. In the temple the braziers […]
I once knew a woman who lived on 22nd Street. She was alone for most of her life. Men had come and gone, and she had loved them sadly in […]