When I finally woke up, she wasn’t there. She was in the pool, submerged: she could not swim.
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Repatriation
Life goes on. It’s easy and also difficult to live, because the change is complete, total. The feeling of mourning is heavy. Azar Nafisi said in her book Reading Lolita in Tehran: “You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place… like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll […]
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The nature of memory
Memory is slippery. To begin with, there are things in my past I don’t remember clearly, either because I was very young or because I was too horrified. I do “remember” some things that are so shocking I sometimes think I made them up to be dramatic and at other times they feel so real […]
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