Lost Alphabet

[a lesson in liberty]

 

And then Ilya storms and then Ilya is sullern. Then Ilya wants it wordlessly forgiven and I do.  What have we become to each other that acounts for this?  In the village the men are changing houses; the women are staying put.  It is some kind of anniversary.  I ask what is commemorated.  Ilya says your face is ugly tonight, turn the page.