What Immigration Forms Don’t Capture About Love & Marriage

December 2020-Amman, Jordan

It is morning again.

The sun is mercifully warm enough, for December, when I sit directly in it.

There are only two times I can feel warm in a day: when sitting in the morning sun, next to my husband who’s wearing his blue pajamas, looking for Palestine sunbirds out the window, drinking tea and reading his kindle. He has his camera standing by for bird photos.

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