Author Archives: mmarinaa

Ramadan Kareem

I don’t know why I blanked on what exactly Ramadan kareem meant today. It means generous Ramadan, which I should have known. I briefly thought it meant blessed Ramdan, which is stupid because that’s Ramadan mubarak, which I also should … Continue reading

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Passport inequality

My husband has a Palestinian passport, which is a real thing, I swear. I once had to have him send me a photo of it so that I could convince someone in a bar that he didn’t just have “papers,” … Continue reading

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Writing that inspires writing

Bae and I are in a fight, which means I have ample free time as it is the weekend and he is not entertaining me. So I have been gorging on media. Which is ironic, because one of the things … Continue reading

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Nothing left to use

I have a friend who once described me as a sponge. “Because you just soak up all kinds of knowledge,” she explained. And it was the most apt kitchen-related description of me that I’d ever heard. Soaking up information is … Continue reading

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Dust settles

After all the melodrama of yore, things have settled. My husband and I are together again, and happy, but not officially living together because that would be conventional and we’re anything but. I’m working again, at the school that once … Continue reading

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