Six Minute Preview from the Scottish International Festival, Edinburgh, Scotland
Then came Gulbihar the queen of them all. One hundred years old and so proud because she remembered all her stories and she’d been learning English on the Internet.
The book smelled of mimeograph and smoke. It looked like it had been made by hand in a very small place.
“The bad woman pushed the peri (fairy) into the lake and she was drowned. But the magic of the peri cannot die. All nature became so beautiful…””
“There was a Kurdish girl so beautiful she shone with light. Her name was Haeve and she was a shining girl.”
“They’re taking away your language! Don’t let them take your stories too.”
The planet was so beautiful it was surreal. Snow capped mountains against a robin’s egg blue sky. A milking girl dressed in blue velvet rode past us on a horse…”
“The road we take tomorrow is on the border with Iran. Keep every kind of camera down. You can disappear there.”
