Diaspora!

the unreliable narrator

a bird and a fish may fall in love but where will they live Continue reading →

Posted on April 18, 2018 by rebeccafisseha • 2 Comments

I collected the ‘used’ scraps in a Canadian honey jar. Make of that what you will. Continue reading →

Habesha dudes usually open with: Don’t I know you? I said, “Have you met me?”
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I have yet to find any other activity that so effectively puts my present life in perspective as reading old journals. Continue reading →

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