Nationality by Valerie Pate

Nationality The TV presenters are shouting. Every line they deliver is accentuated by dramatic pauses and rising crescendos. I scan the jammed airport terminal, attempting to spy a man under forty not clad in a cap. The voices are too loud; jarring. I have returned once more to the U. S. of A.   “Welcome … Continue reading Nationality by Valerie Pate