Daša Drndić

CANZONE DI GUERRA (an excerpt) I discovered a lot of secrets, a lot of combinations, dark, political, religious, ideological,...
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Marie Sizun

Silence again. The mother and child don’t look at each other, each lost in her own thoughts. They’re surrounded once again by the warmth of the kitchen, of their familiar world, where everything seems to be in its proper place...

Hanne Orstavik

I used to pretend the song had no end, like a bubble, a perfect sphere, and so long as I was inside it, I was safe.

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