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Born to cry

In the little metal mirror in the corner of my table, I observed my crying face. The familiar picture splashed over it with the realization: I cry like my mother.

@Nadja Kracunovic 2022, photo: Leila Keivan Hosseini

Single mother & only child crying act: little continuous sobs, fast-running tears from each corner of both eyes, the sharpened edges of our noses pulled up with an imaginary string, pear-shaped, while our mouths draw a weird semi-smile on our faces. 

@Nadja Kracunovic 2022, photo: Leila Keivan Hosseini

I cried with my mother.