These had been the “dreams” Nesrin had nurtured before her parents’ separation. On the day she “saw her father standing there with a suitcase in his hand”, all those dreams “collapsed at once”. He said only: “Farewell”.
Aysel Yalçın5 min readWhen a person shares their memories, they return, if only for a moment, to that young self: the one who ran, laughed, hoped. When an older person tells of their past, what enters their voice is not trembling, but strength.
Seval Tuncer7 min readIn the pitch dark she dragged her feet across the ground, feeling her way forward, trying to understand where it was she had come from.
Sümeyra Ağaoğlu3 min read
