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My mother went to the tent cities of Albania in 1999 with a medical team to serve the Kosovo refugees. When she came back, she gave me a set of Russian nesting dolls or Matryoshka— meaning little mothers. Each doll opened up … Continue reading
My grandfather used to let us watch him slaughter the chickens. He’d hold them down against a tree stump, wack their heads off with one swoop of the axe, then let them go. We’d stare after their headless bodies as they … Continue reading