“Now you’ll never marry my son!” my mother-in-law laughed, setting my wedding dress on fire. I wiped my tears, smiled coldly, and said, “Enjoy destroying that dress, because the wedding was never the real trap.” Her face went completely pale when I made one quick phone call…

Architecture of Boundaries

The Maldives did not care that my mother-in-law was trending on TikTok for attempted arson.

The Indian Ocean was aggressively blue, completely indifferent to the digital tempest raging halfway across the globe. Fish darted through the crystalline water beneath our overwater bungalow like punctuation marks in a language I was continue reading …