Khalid’s Death

Dear P,

I woke up this morning to bittersweet memories of Egypt. Names like Stanley Beach in Alexandria and Corniche el Nil in Cairo bring sweet memories of lemon slushies on hot days, lattes and carrot cake on long cool evenings overlooking the water, dust and din, laughter and quiet, squinting eyes tracing the contours of the landscape, or fixed on space in inward gaze; watermelon with white cheese, qasab juice, writing.

But today Stanley Beach and Corniche el Nil bring news of death, impunity and a people brought together in grief.