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War & Violenceexpand_moreAs I lit the samovar, she stepped through the door with that reserved gaze and whispering voice of hers. The Kabul of my childhood. The Kabul of affectionate gestures, of wise, soft-spoken street vendors. She ended the conversation in her usual discerning way, smoothing the blanket across my chest.
The Others came in the light of day and splayed Father open.
Design a way to kill those rats, and do it now, Fiori, do it now.
Re: murdering democracy, oiling the shore, shearing the rain forest.
Louise watched from the shadow. She was looking for somewhere to land.
The war was about to begin, and the four boys were
in charge.
Lydda, when she closes her eyes, has traded one war zone for another.
I was opposed to the taking of human life. I was opposed to all war.
You have your apron on under your coat. We’ve got each other.
He begrudged how money poured through her hands like water.
The Nazis are training some of their storm-troopers here in America.
You’re going to have a difficult life if you can’t figure out where to stand.
A rumour went round that the Australians had bulletproof clothing.
Her cheek was like a plum about to burst and you had to close your eyes.
It was the way of the world: everybody wanted someone else.
