It wasn’t easy to find the right Ali Mohamedian on Facebook. That name is about as common in Persian as “John Smith” is in English. But I was determined to make amends, after all these years. And to thank the man who was responsible for getting me out of Iran. […]
I lived in a tent for a month. Not a refugee tent, though I am an immigrant from a war-torn country. But no, this was a dark-blue camping tent pitched in the middle of the living room, because I didn’t want to have anything to do with my boyfriend. And […]
Malos was our family cat. She looked like a mini leopard with big green eyes who would spend hours meticulously washing herself. Each spring, Malos would disappear for days to mate. Eventually she would appear on our doorstep, purring and pregnant. My mother would help her give birth by rubbing […]
