Fabio Geda
- In The Sea There Are Crocodiles
It was only after obtaining asylum, only after I'd acquired the necessary tranquility, that I started thinking again about her and my brother and sister. For a long time I had wiped them from my mind. Not out of spite or anything, but because before coming to terms with other people you have to come to terms with yourself. How can you give love if you don't love your own life?
Hannah Kent
- Burial Rites
The sky comes closer and for a moment I am going to collide with the clouds, but then I see, they have put me on a horse, and like a corpse they are going to take me to the grave, like a dead woman they will bury me in the earth, pocket me like a stone. There are ravens in the sky, but what bird flies underwater? What bird can sing without stones beneath him to listen?
Hannah Kent
- Burial Rites
Everyone is speaking in bubbles of air and it is taking everything not to cry. My spine is cramped from crying, but I am, the tears are here on my face, I don't know, perhaps they are Steina's. Everything is wet. It is the ocean.
