Why you should read In the country of men by Hisham Mattar

Grief loves the hollow; all it wants is to hear its own echo.

Concern. I think that was what I craved. A warm and steady and unchangeable concern. In a time of blood and tears, in a Libya full of bruise-checkered and urine-stained men, urgent with want and longing for relief, i was the ridiculous child craving concern.