That’s the title of my new short story in Guernica Magazine this month. It’s told from the point of view of a young, newly orphaned woman who was conceived at the Ali-Foreman fight in then-Zaire. Enjoy!
Randa, forgot to tell you, but I read this in the schoolhouse on the shores of Lake Superior on a hot, muggy June night, with a fat little baby snoozing beside me. I was transported. Thank you for writing this. I loved it.
I am half egyptian myself and i really enjoyed your story. it is just heart breaking, in a good way though. You’re writting is great, i loved your story.
I was reminded of this when I lived in TX... because I can't two-step, either. These inabilities seem interrelated. 4 hours ago
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Great story, I enjoyed it very much!
Randa, forgot to tell you, but I read this in the schoolhouse on the shores of Lake Superior on a hot, muggy June night, with a fat little baby snoozing beside me. I was transported. Thank you for writing this. I loved it.
awww, and i love YOU. can’t wait to see you. thinking of driving up there on the 29th!
hello
I am half egyptian myself and i really enjoyed your story. it is just heart breaking, in a good way though. You’re writting is great, i loved your story.
good luck for the future
tony gamal gabriel