‘Nachgeborenen’: Those who Came After: Herta Muller’s Green Plums

We laughed a lot, to hide it from each other. But fear always finds an out. If you control your face, it slips into your voice. If you manage to keep a grip on your face and your voice, as if they were dead wood, it will slip out through your fingers. It will pass … Continue reading ‘Nachgeborenen’: Those who Came After: Herta Muller’s Green Plums