Every evening, after a day of work when her son is already asleep, Sima would sit down and embroider delicate thin lines to a composition of drawings as a song written on page, as jewelry adorns the house...
Yearbook Picture
made in 1983
Time might blur familiar faces but not the memories. Each semester and its fox, its slippery fish, its wise owl, its fluttering butterflies, those blessed with wings and those that will never fly again, – and those who will never stop trying.