Person to whom the cure of this crying is as yet unknown.
Ranti Fadilahhas quoted9 months ago
Flustered, she takes its swaddled self into her arms.
Ranti Fadilahhas quoted10 months ago
I hold nothing dear. Not the place where I live, not the door I pass through every day, not even, damn it, my life.
Ranti Fadilahhas quoted10 months ago
ointment applied to a swelling, like gauze laid over a wound.
Ranti Fadilahhas quoted10 months ago
ointment applied to a swelling, like gauze laid over a wound.
Sophie Servinohas quoted10 months ago
Don’t die. For God’s sake don’t die.
Sophie Servinohas quotedlast year
At times my body feels like a prison, a solid, shifting island threading through the crowd. A sealed chamber carrying all the memories of the life I have lived and the mother tongue from which they are inseparable.
Sophie Servinohas quotedlast year
Certain objects appear white in the darkness.
Sophie Servinohas quotedlast year
There was no snow covering it, no soot-streaked ice. The buildings had been smashed to pieces, literally pulverized
Sophie Servinohas quotedlast year
Why do old memories constantly drift to the surface here in this unfamiliar city?