The fat man and infinity: and other writings

Part I: Before darkness falls. In praise of the suburbs

Champion

Paradise

Olympic swimmer and the almond

Sonnets to Christ

Grown-ups

Existence of God

Poor

To the beach

Christmas chronicle

Fix the sound, you idiot

Antionio Joao Pedro Miguel Nuno Manuel

Today I feel like talking about my parents

Brazil

Description of childhood

Of horses, kings, priests, and Aunt Purity

Museums

It probably wasn't quite like this, but let's pretend that it was

Who had to murder me to make me so sweet?

See you on the way home

O, Rose, unfurl your skirt

Great Barrigans

Before darkness falls.

Part II: Portrait of the artist. Consequences of traffic lights

Yesterday, at three in the afternoon

Old age

Book fair

Like us

Great man

Portrait of the artist as a young man - I

Portrait of the artist as a young man - II

Beyond grief an open window

Gas cylinders and me

Life, more or less

Homage to Jose Ribeiro

Talking to the roses

Road to Benfica

Antonio 50 1/2

Chronicle to be read accompanied by a Kissanje

Contributions to a biography of Antonio Lobo Antunes

In case of accident

Still life with woman

Not so close to the surface

Herrn Antunes

Scent of mimosas from the hills

God as a jazz fan

Chance is the pseudonym God uses when he prefers not to sign his own name

Text for a book by photographer Eduardo Gageiro

Life surprises us sometimes

Two of us

Heart's heart

Memories of the yellow house

Inward signs of wealth

Chronicle of the poor lover

Chrysalis and I

Computers and me

Back soon

On God

Fat man and infinity.

Part III: Ma petite existence: stories. Ma petite existence

My Sundays

Letter for Campo de Ourique

My old man

Edgar, my love

I really need to talk to you

Theory and practice of Sundays

Great and horrible crime

Loneliness of the divorcee

Conversing with cages

Night of the beauty contest

Lieutenant Colonel and Christmas

Newspaper crossword

That's life

Random ghosts

Last king of Portugal

Missing Ireneia

Will you teach me how to fly?

On widowhood

Drop of rain on the face

Person who was Dulce is no more

Better the light than the dark night

Don't die now, people are looking at us

Alverca, 1970

Two of us here listening to the rain

Goodnight, everyone

I'll wait for you in the middle of the gulls

Suggestions for the home

No, that's not quite it

Not just now, be patient

Vacation

I'm not lying, honest

As if the dew had kissed you

Nice little Christmas

Between Marques de Pombal and Laranjeiras

It's just a matter of time

On the house

Saturday night is the saddest night of the week

Sound of my bones

Will you please stop bugging me?

Take no notice of me and may suspicions

My father's robust health

Thing that I've become

Feeling of Oh, what's the point

Night falling on the geraniums

My death

Something like that

Conjugal love.