something_s we make

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

It wasn’t hard

It’s the same old same old every time: when the first summer nights sweep across these fields or this song gets played it sinks in that nothing new can grow and … Continue reading

June 1, 2017 · Leave a comment


My only expectation from childhood on, had been to arrive here and marvel at the stories told for centuries now and stand firm once more and for good. The dusty … Continue reading

April 18, 2017 · Leave a comment


Twice, we’ve been to the desert now – the place that turned people into providers, poets, prophets. These bordering countries are at war with each other, and have been for … Continue reading

April 13, 2017 · Leave a comment


there is no holiness in Hebrew without distinguishing just as there is no distinguishing without holiness. with separation, clarity arises and meaning soars, just as watercolors would turn into brown puddles … Continue reading

March 2, 2017 · Leave a comment

little flat

  every day i marvel at the way the sun rises and floods these wooden floors from a slightly different angle as summers and winters go. you find us at … Continue reading

February 27, 2017 · Leave a comment

My kid would be in her class:


February 18, 2017 · Leave a comment


So that morning in the middle of the week we got up, packed up the car and left for the border. The weather never changed – whoever tells you that … Continue reading

February 12, 2017 · Leave a comment

إن شاء الله

In Arabic, no man, woman or child makes a plan without making room for human error natural forces universal energies God’s will. Even non-believers weave this wise and wondrous phrase … Continue reading

February 11, 2017 · Leave a comment