On the Nature of Evil

I met Vladimir Putin once.  Or, at least, I was in the same room as him, no more than thirty or forty  feet away, for several hours. Not much further than Macron recently in Moscow. In August and September 2000, the last time Ireland was lobbying for a seat at the UN Security Council, I … Read more

Old School

I felt him sliver under my shirt as she belted me in with a quicksilver click. The shoulder strap muffled my mouth and eclipsed an eye. Mom sipped her coffee, singing along to the song on the radio, ‘One less egg to fry … ’ Only half of what lay ahead was in sight, but … Read more

Cassandra Voices
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