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I’m wondering how far one’s desires can be from another’s. Aren’t you interested, mister? You just laugh, oblivious to the distance to Magadan. What if we had gone anyway? I would be watching the ice, you’d be watching the endlessness, this is how we would be mirrored in that flat-frozen Siberia. Isn’t it how […]
We barged along the silence of that winter. Wheat fields labored in the choke of ice. By the barracks my father shifted from foot to foot. Nothing else moved in that frozen country. My mother, stock-still and angry. My sister and I, motionless. Motionless, other soldiers. By the barracks he swayed with eyes half-closed, […]