Toni MiricăIn the kitchen of the house made of mud granny would make rose jam, and inside me smells of love and past. I still wonder how, pious at the Sunday mass, she would see me wiping my nose on my sleeve. How she would lay lavender under the pillow, so fairy tales would pile up at night. How her calloused hands would wipe …
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Real Fiction / Toni Mirică, David Brescan, Dana Tunduc, translated by Ana Maria Mitruș: Heaven's Gate
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