".. you never forget the language you cry in"
-from To Bless the Memory of Tamir Rice by Tsitsi Ella Jaji
The house is on the Island. On the Main Road where most of the island folk that live over to that side pass almost daily if they're to get anywhere that matters for their daily sustenance.
Mostly quiet it stood. It still stands that way. A cardboard of memory. A deck of memory. A maze for memory. It beckons at a distance..
Photograph by Hulki Okan Tabak, Minted May 2021 on Foundation
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