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  • The man on the third floor

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    I think I fell in love with a man who’s Lebanese mother learned Armenian upon meeting his Armenian father at twenty years old. A man who first piqued my interest because of the fact that he spoke Arabic, French, Armenian, Spanish and English— one more language than me! It’d be a disservice to my (nonexistent)…

  • Dear G

    June 16, 2024 The first time I went to visit G, I sat next to a puddle that had iced over the foot of his grave. It was December, my first day back from Spain, and it had been a whole week since he was buried. I read aloud the letter I wrote to him…