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The pizza arrived startlingly fast, seared with black from the wood fired oven. It smelled so good, Noah somewhat regretted ordering the fish.Michael glowered. “I knew there’d be goddamn margherita.”“Those are just basil leaves, for a garnish.” Noah lifted one off with his fork.“I don’t eat fucking garnish.” Michael gouged them out and flicked them […]
It is different on this side. Human beings are curators. Each polishes his or her own favoured memories, arranging them in order to create a narrative that pleases. Some events are repaired and polished for display; others are deemed unworthy and cast aside, shelved below ground in the overflowing storeroom of the mind. There, with […]
Sinä yönä makasin pitkään valveilla kuunnellen sateen tasaista ropinaa kattoa vasten ja muistellen päivän tapahtumia. Olin niin innostunut naisten oikeuksien museossa odottavista laatikoista, etten saanut unta, ja minua myös huolestutti, koska en ollut kuullut Yoshista kahteen päivään mitään lyhyttä sähköpostiviestiä lukuun ottamatta. Soitin hänelle, mutta hän pakkasi parhaillaan ja hänellä oli kiire lennolleen, emmekä puhuneet […]
We carry our families like anchors, rooting us in storms, making sure we never drift from where and who we are. We carry our families within us the way we carry our breath underwater, keeping us afloat, keeping us alive. I’ve been lifting anchors since I was eighteen. I’ve been holding my breath since before […]
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