‘In my sleep, I dreamt of how terrible it would be to not find my way home.’
The author of the bestselling novel The Sympathizer talks about reshaping histories of the Vietnam War and finding humanity in the inhuman.
“The month in question was April, the cruelest month. It was the month in which a war that had run on for a very long time would lose its limbs, as is the way of wars.”
I look up at the trees. / Like me, they have disrobed. / They have disarmed me
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