Nonfiction
Nonfiction
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To My Father, on the One-Year Anniversary of His Death
I am standing at the ironing board, running a hot iron over a folded and stitched-together strip of quilting cotton to make bias tape.
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How Things Are Done
The way restaurants work has never been fair — yet everyone just seems to accept it.
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Rupture
The first time I watched you kill a fish, you were methodical and emotionless, striking it in one blow.
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Beyond the Distance
What makes a country great? Surely the answer doesn’t lie in vast tracts of forest land that have been converted into concrete megastructures
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I Keep Counting Up
Four weeks. Four weeks and still the virus. Things that were once normal now seem absurd.
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The Way we Are Buried
The true cost of dying lies beyond the sick. It buries itself in the people who try to love the sick.
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The Scent of Oud
I detected — above the waft of Auntie Anne’s pretzels and the affront of vanilla and eucalyptus from Bath and Body Works — the warm, musky scent of oud.
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Foreign Domestic
We live where the fog used to gather every morning, curtaining the streets and freeways in a misty haze.
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Miseducated: Encounters with Blackness and Whiteness
When the Ferguson shooting and protests erupt in 2014, I am stuck in my own cocoon, mourning recent betrayals in my marriage.
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Epiphanies
Before my jaw surgery, I got used to doctors holding my face in their hands.