i love prose-like non fiction. this was a beautiful, intense, and raw rumination on the inexplicable ties between family and loss, between a person and their country, between grief and love. there were many moments where i cried, especially thinking of those with loved ones who are disappearing in and because of their palestinian heritage or support. i think the one thing that threw me was the abruptness of the ending, there wasn't really an ending sentiment or anything. i'd still wholly recommend, especially if you want to some information on the history of libya.