The Emigrée Top 5 Quotes

• There once was a country… I left it as a child but my memory of it is sunlight-clear  
• It may be at war, it may be sick with tyrants, but I am branded by an impression of sunlight. 
• That child’s vocabulary I carried here like a hollow doll, opens and spills a grammar.
• It lies down in front of me, docile as paper; I comb its hair and love its shining eyes.  
• My city hides behind me. They mutter death, and my shadow falls as evidence of sunlight.