The box holding their mother’s powdered bones they enshrined in an ossuary;
Ranti Fadilahцитирует3 месяца назад
My twenty-two-year-old mother crawled into the kitchen and boiled some water to sterilize a pair of scissors.
Ranti Fadilahцитирует3 месяца назад
If silence could be condensed into the smallest, most solid object, this is how it would feel, she thought.
Ranti Fadilahцитируетв прошлом году
Person to whom the cure of this crying is as yet unknown.
Ranti Fadilahцитируетв прошлом году
Flustered, she takes its swaddled self into her arms.
Ranti Fadilahцитируетв прошлом году
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 Fadilahцитируетв прошлом году
ointment applied to a swelling, like gauze laid over a wound.
Ranti Fadilahцитируетв прошлом году
ointment applied to a swelling, like gauze laid over a wound.
Sophie Servinoцитируетв прошлом году
Don’t die. For God’s sake don’t die.
Sophie Servinoцитируетв прошлом году
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.