(…) To przecież tylko nicość. Jakże takie nic ma stanąć pomiędzy nami. (…) S. Barańczak, „Grażynie” 30 maja rano minie rok od śmierci Joasi Rutkowskiej i jej [...]

When Alice woke up in the morning, the weather was beautiful. The room was filled with sunlight and she could hear birds chirping [...]

One of my earliest memories took place over 12 years ago. Wide-awake I lay staring at the ceiling, and for some unknown reason I could [...]