Nell Stevens

Poetry made me incandescent with indignation and sorrow,

I have surveyed the husbands of the village in search of a model on which to base this fantasy and found them all wanting. So I have patchworked together some memories of my father with the more fantastical things María says about Felix with some general impressions of good husbandly behaviour gleaned from what my mother’s friends say when they complain about their marriages