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432 pages, Hardcover
Published February 24, 2026
The fascination with New York never makes much sense to me. I never consider myself lucky to be here. Despite being surrounded by people, I feel lonely and isolated. Everything is so alive, but I am stuck in my own mind, trapped in a fog of sadness. I miss my Syrian friends and the collective pain and exile that brought us together. We shared a past and looked forward to the same future. "At least you speak English!" Naji tells me when I call him one day and start crying as I try to convey how lonely I am and wonder if I could get my job back at Laila's organization It's true that I speak English, but not my neighbors' English. I often sit silently as they make jokes, having no clue what they're laughing about. Language doesn't suffice to ease the sense of alienation--sometimes it can even deepen it, revealing just enough for me to grasp how different our lives really are and how excluded I am from the collective memories they share.