24 Hours at Teta Zat's
She is a library of scintillating stories, a bursting cabinet of spices
She is the matriarch that made us, the queen of Syria, the goddess that seamed blankets with history's fingertips
Rosewater, tangy and grounded, passionate and blossoming
The water of the earth that nourishes me and fills fountains, the origin of all life that brings me back home.
To teta xo
