Yeah, but Mercy, he lives on the other side of the ocean.
SALAAM BY ALISON GRIFA ISMAILI 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 20
The morning light in her friend’s apartment was unreal and heavy like static snow on the television. Mercy watched smoke escape from the bright red rhombus of Waka’s lips, and for the first time, the impossibility of her own love story smacked her in the face. “Yeah, but Mercy,” Waka interrupted, “he lives on the other side of the ocean.”