& that eventually I had come to Veracruz, & walking on the Malecón, I had met a sailor, a Mexican sailor or a sailor from some other country — maybe a Brazilian sailor, & that he had married me, & I had become pregnant by him, so that I could give birth at last to my son — the boy I love Reprinted with permission of the author from A Tall, Serious Girl, Qua Books, 2003.
& that eventually I had come to Veracruz, & walking on the Malecón, I had met a sailor, a Mexican sailor or a sailor from some other country — maybe a Brazilian sailor, & that he had married me, & I had become pregnant by him, so that I could give birth at last to my son — the boy I love Tiré de A Tall, Serious Girl, Qua Books, 2003, et reproduit avec la permission de l’auteur.