Fall 2018 Magazine

There is a saying in Arabic that roughly translates to: the gates of heaven lie at the feet of your mother. A strange phrase, she always thought. Categorizing her mother alongside heavenly bodies, or notions of angels and eternal happiness was not something she could ever do.

A photo by Hana Nikčević.

In every home I’ve visited, whether an aunt’s, an uncle’s, or a cousin’s, the mantelpiece holds a picture of their ornamental day, the consecration of a union between man and wife.

The sun, when its time came to set, made a grand spectacle of trickling every ounce of golden light over Playa del Ray.