Jan 30, 2021 | Fiction, Short Stories
There is a Madonna at the bottom of the crystalline waters off the coast of Lampedusa, Italy, standing guard near a gap where two rocks curve in an unfinished embrace. Dead leaves and fish float above her like drifting feathers, shimmering in the swatch of sunlight...
Jan 13, 2013 | Non-Fiction, Travel |
I got a glimpse of two men in dusty robes, their faces hidden by bands of cloth, standing in the road, with rifles held upright, firing into the air. Two things happened then. First, and startlingly, the man crouched beside me – a soldier – lifted his...