djlass

Updated: May 2, 2025

The life of the gate was already at full tide of sound and colour, braying, gargling, quarrelling nomads wading in their flocks, Djlass countrymen, Singalese soldiers, Jewish pack-peddlers, Bedouin women bent double under their stacks of desert fire-grass streaming inward, dust white, dust yellow, and all red in the dawn under the red wall. The flood ran against him.

- O. Henry Memorial Award Prize Stories of 1921