Cameron Finch and Yelena Moskovich sit down to discuss conformity, rebellion, post-soviet diaspora, the textures of ideology, writing queer desire, the trauma of flight, and much more.
What I’d read him was nothing more than nonsense put to paper in my free time, sheltering my hope that life would not always be what it had been until now, a good life in the dullest sense of goodness.
Silence is really the language of perpetrators; they tell victims, especially young children, not to say anything or else. I for one am done with silence.
Katie Jo knew that Ima was not her actual mother because she didn’t hurt as much or soothe as much, but she was better than nothing because nothing was unbearable.
Once, a long time ago, when the earth was old but Serbs were still young, men and women and everyone in between thought that water was God and they prayed to it fervently.