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Salma Deera

When I love, it happens almost all at once. It is inconsiderate, unrefined— a child screeching in a supermarket. It is a thunder clap. It is a small village blackout. It is Aphrodite rising from the sea foam, fully formed. — Salma Deera, “The Graceless Matter of Loving,” Letters From Medea. (October 17, 2015)

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