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The First Quarter

If it so happens, graciously, that this is the first of four quarters, then the prospect is a mighty good one. And if there’s a succession of auxiliary verbs that … Continue reading

November 20, 2017 · Leave a comment


our new apartment, which isn’t actually brand new anymore, but still occasionally feels this way when I commute back to it on the designated free days, holds up the roof … Continue reading

November 17, 2017 · Leave a comment

good work

it thrills and ignites, it swears and it sweats, it also bows and vows, it moves and it shakes, it stretches and bends, it serves and it lends, it hopes … Continue reading

November 9, 2017 · Leave a comment


It’s similar to a swarm, dark and expensively expansive, utterly unaware of itself due to collective socialization in privilege, and each staring at the portal or, occasionally, other objects of … Continue reading

November 9, 2017 · Leave a comment

setting up camp

and when I’d come home late after participating in the world — the loud one, run by mostly men — he’d built up our little tent the tiny, scrawny, yellow … Continue reading

October 26, 2017 · Leave a comment

Labor Observations

After the initial period of perpetual novelty, routines begin to set into the labor that I do. Slippery mosses grow over and about these youthful, foolishly splendid attitudes of awe. It … Continue reading

October 17, 2017 · Leave a comment

Three Days In

Three days into the new adventure, the new topics, dialogs and abbreviations, the new duties and responsibilities, the glass building, the parking chip, the entry card and electronic devices, the heels, … Continue reading

October 7, 2017 · Leave a comment


“Until death do you part,” they say, insinuating that one, there aren’t any other aspects of life that have the power to part just as harshly as death, and that two, … Continue reading

September 22, 2017 · Leave a comment

Madame Sahara

One side of summer in the city and countryside alike, aside from youthful dreams during kitschy sunrise hours, hungry encounters with Eros in nights of the full moon, and clarity … Continue reading

September 8, 2017 · Leave a comment

It’s Over / or / So Over It

“Religion gets in the way of relationship,” he said to me on that bench under the tree, among other poignant phrases. We didn’t see eye-to-eye on most topics under the … Continue reading

August 28, 2017 · Leave a comment


She once said to me (–this was the last conversation we had before she passed–) to swim in love. Whenever I can, wherever, just intensely, fully, and drowningly so. She … Continue reading

August 28, 2017 · Leave a comment

Dining in Hohhot

At three o’clock a lonely lady, more girl, still, than grown woman, taking selfies in which her botox lips suggest a promiscuous innocence to a sea of digital strangers. To … Continue reading

August 24, 2017 · Leave a comment

Tourism Truths

Like a poisonous snake and just as shiny with hissing, humming sounds, the bus advances through the fields but arrives merely half as elegantly in front of the flashing sign. … Continue reading

August 23, 2017 · Leave a comment

TFD MSAct Sommerschule

Ein Satz für ein Team jeden Tag zwei Wochen lang Ich staune mächtig über diese Teamauswahl, über das immense Potential und die weitreichende Perspektive… Die groben und feinen Pläne stehen, … Continue reading

August 12, 2017 · Leave a comment

Summer in Berlin

Long after the sun has gone down, the pavement still steams and fumes. The leaves hang loosely, almost dead; all movement has come to a halt. Even though the windows … Continue reading

August 8, 2017 · Leave a comment


And then a few clicks and a few words and some train rides and some runs and there’s a new job in the pipeline and a new flat and the … Continue reading

August 7, 2017 · 3 Comments


Two people times three cities or some countries times three jobs plus possible internships to the power of luck or fate coming our way minus money and the car and divided … Continue reading

July 17, 2017 · Leave a comment

Bitte beende… diesen Satz und diese Zeit mit Eleganz.

Vor zwei Jahren… trug ich noch ein Pony und die Eierschalen vom Schlüpfen als Deutsche auf meinen Schultern. Die TFD Sommerakademie 2015 in Göttingen war… eine rundum magische, unvergessliche und … Continue reading

July 12, 2017 · Leave a comment


These are silos where uniformed marionettes drink beer and eat too much in airports, hotel bars and other vacuums at all times of day and night and do not talk … Continue reading

July 7, 2017 · Leave a comment


A blue firmament stretches across these gentle, green, rolling hills. A few clouds float by, fleetingly so. I stroll through the streets, sensing the tingle of nostalgia mingling with tiny … Continue reading

June 20, 2017 · Leave a comment