When We Were Twins

“History has many cunning passages and contrived corridors, wrote T.S. Eliot and Danuta Hinc takes us down several such dark alleys as she explores the human realities behind the so-called “war on Terror.” Along the way she reveals just how intricate and surprising the weave of history has become, or perhaps has always been. The threads here twine from Egypt to…

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Water Under the Bed

A sense of security, of well-being, of summer warmth pervades my memory. That robust reality makes a ghost of the present. The mirror brims with brightness; a bumblebee has entered the room and bumps against the ceiling. Everything is as it should be, nothing will ever change, nobody will ever die. Vladimir Nabokov, Speak, Memory The woman who used to…

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