We, The Drowned
The BootsMany years ago there lived a man called Laurids Madsen, who went up to Heaven and came down again, thanks to his boots.He didn’t soar as high as… More
My Mother’s Voice
The Black PrincessShe was having an affair, and I’d made my way to Budapest so that I could see her. It wasn’t a cheap ticket, but I could afford… More
Salvation Army
She always slept with us, in the middle, between my little brother Mustapha and my sister Rabiaa.She would fall asleep very quickly and night after night, in a natural,… More
America Doesn’t Exist
1Maria didn’t read the papers; otherwise, the next day, she would have read about the accident that had made her and her brother, Nicola, orphans. Who could say how… More
Eléctrico W
Antonio and I had never worked together but we had come across each other several times. His photos had illustrated my investigation into the garimpeiros, destitute gold miners in… More
The Last Patriarch
The son’s daughterI was born on cue, although some say I came too early, timing that destroyed the family and provoked one of those upsets that pursues you throughout… More
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