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The Short Form

“The Bees, Part 1”

Aleksandar Hemon


Toward page thirteen, one can sense longer breaks between sentences, the thickly penciled words thinning out after a sharpening session. There are mid-sentence breaks, with syntactical discrepancies between independent and dependent clauses, suggesting his thought splitting, the splinters flying off in different directions. Sometimes the sentence simply ceases: We know, then nothing; It must be said, but it is impossible to know what must be said. 

And something troubling and strange happens around page seventeen. My father is in the middle of conveying a humurous story about Branko, a neighbor, yet again a victim of a bee attack. 

We read it in Love and Obstacles.