Letter

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Someday, I’ll finish writing this letter. I’ll put

it in an envelope, one with our names still on it. And

instead of sending it to our relatives, it’ll be addressed to

your attention. At first you’ll be confused, and then it’ll all

begin to fall into place. Someday you’ll know who I was or

who I am, depending on when I finish writing this letter.

Photography by Marta Bevacqua