Visitations

A profoundly moving and captivating tale that, while marked by sadness, is also illuminated by moments of beauty, joy, and unexpected humour.

It weaves together the depth and complexity of a life, blending the lines between memoir and fiction.

I wrote Visitations during the most difficult time of my life–when nothing but words remained. In the silence of solitary grief, I braided them into stories that blur the finest of all lines – the ones between real and unreal.

A woman with short hair and earrings, wearing a patterned scarf and blazer, looking down, in front of a textured wall.

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Book cover of 'Visitations' by Daniela Dragas. Features a soft blue background with illustrations of a blooming tree, people, and a woman writing. The title 'Visitations' and author's name are prominent.

From Visitations

‘‘I have Balkan songs on repeat.

Since last night, or maybe the night before.

Old brass trumpets and the hearts of drums beating mournfully, as they have done since time immemorial.

Gypsies playing till their fingers bleed and their lungs burst. Across lands ploughed by graves, lands that birthed heroes and rebels, despots and poets, dreamers and drifters in almost equal numbers. Trained to die standing since the cradle. As you did.

Untrained. Unstoried.’’

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