“In the kitchen, my mother is dressing big pieces of blue tilapia fish, which she says was imported directly from the Congo…

“As if the day had turned inside out, as if what she was leaving behind was not enclosed, lost, entombed in a…

 “It has always seemed to Starlight that words had edges to them. Not so much like endings or finalities but more like…

   “This is the dream: Lawrence is alone. It is not quite dark, between a wolf and a dog; a mauve light…

There is something controversial about memory, especially when we think of it as being synonymous with truth and honesty. Can we rely…