“I’m not a citizen,” Myassa said. “Kinda funny to think about it, but all I ever had was a green card. I was kind of hoping to get naturalized, but I never got around to it. My brothers are, of course, since they were born in Detroit. I was supposed to be born there too, but I was early. They have–had–a good hospital in Damascus, but you don’t get citizenship for being born there.”
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March 13, 2017
From “Early” by Myassa al-Thurayya
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