Being From and Living In and Feeling Home: Three Answers.

Thank you, America, for presenting me with the question Where are you from? and the answer I’m from [first home]. And from [second home], [third home], and [so on]. And I live in [this special place that I also call ‘home’ but that’s potentially very different from the previous three/… places]. I feel home [being here/doing/eating/wearing… […]


— Start now. Forgive. Breathe. Smile. Start now. — Walk barefoot. Dance in the rain. Book the ticket. Or ride a tandem. Or both. Sing loudly. Even if wrongly. And make up the lyrics. Tell them. That whatever. Just tell them. Eat the cake. And the pizza. Smoke the joint. Cut your hair. Short. Finish […]

Becoming a Writer: Excerpts From a Letter to My Teacher

… Do you remember my  first essay, the one with a few wannabeparagraphs, invented words, non-existent grammar rules, drawn out words that desperately sought to fill the white space with ink? Next to the second sentence and a somewhat deformed word—probably one of the newly created ones—you wrote “Yuck!” into the margins. I had to […]


Es war der letzte Abend, der letzte Abend vor der Trennung, dem Ungewissen. Aber noch waren sie in Sicherheit. Er und sie lagen auf dem hölzernen Steg am See, umhüllt von sommerlicher Abendluft und gegenseitiger Zuneigung. Im Hintergrund knackten die Hölzer des Untergrunds unsicher in Einstimmung mit der mitschwingenden Angst des Loslassens der Freunde. Ein […]


Die Haare lagen wie frisch geerntete, schneeweiße Baumwollblüten auf ihrem Schopf und da die Locken unter dem unerbittlichen Zerren der Zeit an Sprungkraft verloren hatten, waren sie nur noch willig wellig. Das war die Großmutter. Die Haare des kleinen Mädchens standen wie unzählige Türme zu Babel in alle Richtungen ab und bildeten einen Rahmen für ihre […]

Normal Is

Then and Now Normal is traditional: Marriage, Divorce. People’s innocence, Adolescents’ canny, hardened facades. Conscience, Unscrupulousness. Normal is repetitive: Togetherness, Individualism. Dinner table, Car seats. Religious services, awakening—godlessness. Normal is complete: Propriety, Laissez-faire. Truth, Lies. Commitment, Corruption. Normal is ordinary: Flowers on the windowsill, lipstick on the collar. Mother’s pearls, her piercing and cleavage. The […]

The One

Will you?   What to say? -Yes -May Be -No   Now          ? Then          ? When         ?   You said you’d love me                 !   You gave your hand.Your palm was in mine. I was safe . I am safe .   Your voice, your eyes,your heart, is my soul, I have […]