something_s we make


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

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