something_s we make

Thursday Morning

In the midst of this thing some call the crisis of migrants, my students and I were studying food vocabulary. We had to go far beyond our book, as it had … Continue reading

January 28, 2017 · Leave a comment


and so women march. still and again. there and here, everywhere, and proudly, loudly so. you may wonder why we come in, need the masses. have you counted the eras … Continue reading

January 21, 2017 · Leave a comment

serious statistics

they grow from my pores like seeds from soil in spring, great and earnest expectations. both know, allegedly inadvertently so… they stretch tall like trees, positively correlating rings with speed; hence, manifestly … Continue reading

January 21, 2017 · Leave a comment


I wasn’t looking for an omen for the new year when I met her, I was just trying to get home, but things came differently. She talked me up as the … Continue reading

January 3, 2017 · Leave a comment


whoever cries out now to God to finally fix this or to politicians to finally put up that wall forgets, fatally, that surely, love is in this place. not was back … Continue reading

December 20, 2016 · Leave a comment

some favorite podcast episodes

compelling mystery and exquisite journalistic research from Sarah Koenig: Serial – Season I, The Alibi my favorite love story one, tears: Danny and Annie my favorite love story two, sobs: The … Continue reading

December 8, 2016 · Leave a comment


Anfangs konnte ich nur ahnen, dass mein Leseprojekt dieses Jahr nicht einfach so an Literatur der NS-Zeit vorbeiführen würde. Mittlerweile habe ich es Schwarz auf Weiß, dass auch für mich … Continue reading

December 3, 2016 · Leave a comment


and in this swirl of similarity in fear and hate and ignorance and mass digital dependence for the delivery of private data to those who prostitute and sell our human souls … Continue reading

December 2, 2016 · Leave a comment


  For me, the last year was one of firsts. Working every day for the first full year, paying taxes every month – also to the Catholic Church, camping and going … Continue reading

November 19, 2016 · Leave a comment

C’est si bon

Sie fürchtet die Flucht, die Vernunft. Sie konfrontiert, argumentiert, sie hält aus und, immer, immer, sie bleibt. Und dann gibt es Nächte, die verführen, so wie diese. C’est si bon. Und … Continue reading

November 2, 2016 · Leave a comment

TRP: Lineage

Homegoing, this exquisite collection of short stories written by Yaa Gyasi, recounts the lives of two Ghanaian half-sisters. In each chapter, we advance one generation in a beautifully interwoven manner, … Continue reading

October 26, 2016 · Leave a comment


Porto, PT – Valenca, PT Monday-Friday of last week — It would be the usual hike, so I thought, starting out and arriving then, and breaks, pit stops, and vesper are for … Continue reading

October 17, 2016 · Leave a comment

through, trans

It was an early morning in early fall, today. It was just me, on top of a hill, and oceans of clouds lied beneath my feet, drowning everything I trustfully … Continue reading

September 24, 2016 · Leave a comment

TRP: The Secret History

Donna Tartt is an expert on the kind of prose that reads poetically yet promptly, luring the reader into a world that is hard to escape for the entirety of the … Continue reading

September 21, 2016 · Leave a comment

In and Out

When breathing suddenly resides between reaching and sighing, there seems to exist a shortage of sorts and not merely of oxygen molecules around me. But why is it that when … Continue reading

September 19, 2016 · Leave a comment

On Poetry

Poetry has its way of pretending it’s from the mind when really, it’s from truth. It arrives when it desires, transmitting no more and no less, only exactly what it needs, … Continue reading

September 18, 2016 · Leave a comment

two hundred feet

two hundred feet were counted between the two towers so tall signaling near and far that here, high ceilings would lift your gaze. we found both places open and their … Continue reading

September 12, 2016 · Leave a comment

these days

when September’s warm, warm and sunny and innocent, there’s usually something the universe is lingering to tell me and it usually has to do with nostalgia. both know that in … Continue reading

September 11, 2016 · Leave a comment

summertime, an ode

and before the last nights of summer subside to stay warm some place else, i sit down here to write this ode to these long nights with you that were so … Continue reading

August 30, 2016 · Leave a comment

Unterbacher See

Sometimes, the world through two pair of eyes is four-fold beautiful, as logics and artistries —two of each— hike along the horizon, measuring the distances above and below.   So … Continue reading

August 30, 2016 · Leave a comment