El Estoque

Last Letters: Oh, the things you’ll never outgrow

Last Letters: Oh, the things you’ll never outgrow

Mingjie Zhong

May 31, 2017

hen I am two months old, you decide to leave me — your youngest daughter — who, despite having only seen the world for 76 days, is already wrought weary by its hyperbolic wideness separating her from her father. The flight from Singapore to America is fractured, interrupted by your memories of m...