Sfax, Tunisia // Summer 2013
I recall a conversation with an American MK on the rooftop one night.
Her family allowed me to sleep over and spend time with her
since she didn't have too many friends close to her age here.
She had her own closet full of arts&crafts materials.
She loved and collected American duck-tape.
She also loved quiet evenings on this rooftop where she confided:
"Even though I was born in the United States,
when I go back I don't feel like I belong there.
when I go back I don't feel like I belong there.
I'm not sure where I belong, but I feel more at home here."
I'm not sure why, but
I felt a deep sense of comfort that night.
I felt a deep sense of comfort that night.
