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Umma was a passive, easygoing woman. She never dared to argue with my father, who in our home was both a king and a god. His word was law; the rest of us, his pawns, did what we were told to do.
the hierarchy in immigrant households are breeding grounds for incels and infantilized men.
She hovers by the entrance of our apartment at all hours of the day, more ghost than human. She haunts the shoe rack and the closet right next to the doorway,
this is true horror. to see a woman reduced to a ghost of herself because of a man. this is more haunting that most of the novels i read.
There are some things that you can never truly escape. Not really. Maybe that’s why, even now, she’s stuck in the past, long after everyone else has moved on.
"help, i'm still in the restaurant."
I’M REPUBLICAN BECAUSE WE CAN’T ALL BE ON WELFARE.
oh boy.
