THE WAY TO THE SPRING: Sentences

I stayed bundled up indoors and dragged the space heater with me from room to room like a silent, glowing dog. (p. 239)


Scratch any surface in the West Bank and you’ll find prison lurking just below. “Those who enter jail in our country become like a shuttle in a weavers hand, forever coming in and going out.” (Emile Habiby, quoted on p. 240)

 

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