Do you hear me, young Warum?
Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story of that man…
I want nothing less than an epic tale of adventure, desire, violence and music to come of this conversation. Do you hear me, young Warum?
My name is Ulysses and I understand all the weight the name carries; ten years at war, ten years lost, Dublin in a day. Homer and Joyce and all that jazz. I have always understood it. My parents are to blame, as is customary in children’s names.
My fath...
Published on December 31, 2012 06:36