Status Updates From All the Parts We Exile

“It was one of those times that made you wonder what the difference was between a dream and a prayer. I knew that no matter what I said, something was coming undone.”

“For people like me, arriving has always also meant departing. And because we cannot be in two places at one time, there is always something we are leaving behind. There is always some degree of grief.”

“Between us, grief was like the sun and joy the moon. My mother preferred looking at the moon, especially at its fullest. The sun would burn the eyes. Yet, like the sun, grief was there in our morning sky whether we looked at it or not.”