A Strange and Beautiful Book About a Mother Who Disappeared

By Cynthia Zarin

At my local post office, at 125th Street and St. Nicholas Avenue, in Harlem, there is almost always a long line for Window 8. Earlier this month, when I went to pick up a package, a group of people were clustered around a woman in a turban who was holding a clipboard and a pen. She was saying, “Now, you have to remember to fill it out with black ink.” I asked a postal worker what was going on. She said, “They’re here to try to get passports, papers, you know, for the children.”

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