Daily Archives: September 26, 2017

The Sisters – Terence Winch

One sister is leaving for Sweden. Two sisters are arguing in the living room while a third sister makes furtive phone calls from the bathroom. Another sister has died. The sisters are all beautiful. They knit, they cook, they write … Continue reading

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My Work – Terence Winch

In my work, at any given point, the great issues of identity politics and dialectical absolutism assume a tight coherence, a profoundly threatening total awareness by which I seek to mediate the conflict between meaning and the extremes of deconstruction. … Continue reading

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Fishbowl  – Terence Winch

I can’t think of anything else to talk with you about. We have discussed our jobs, our daily commute, the foods we like and don’t like. You have ordered wine. I get a Pepsi. People have died. We acknowledge that. … Continue reading

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Morning Prayers – Terence Winch

Old people cry too much. They walk in the morning to the railway station. Their hearts are breaking. You can be old on the inside or old on the outside. Your heart can beat like the heart of a young … Continue reading

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