story: “Wild Milk”
author: Sabrina Orah Mark
year: 2014
where: Abu Dhabi, last day of Eid holiday
note: From Tin House
a line: “In the hallway, I pass a mother covered in daughters. I count approximately five. I hold up my bundled son, like a form of identification. Like he will provide me safe passage across the border. “No daughters?” she asks. “No,” I say. “No daughters.” “How come?” she asks. She seems to be blaming me, unfairly.”
theme(s): Motherhood, surrealism, letting go
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