Category Archive: our story

A New Year’s Parable (That Really Happened)

I started snipping. Snipping turned to hacking. The sink filled and fluffed as if with the scavenging haul of a manic, nesting-crazed bird.

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patriotic oomph

July 4th is a confusing day for me. After all, I spent my first two decades in Indonesia, travel on an American passport, and now am stretching taproots down into Dutch soil. Having… Continue reading

the blood I lose in translation

My identity lost a lot of blood when I was transplanted to Holland. Three years on, it still looks anemic. Some days I don’t care that I’m not myself in Dutch yet, and… Continue reading

at home in the Bunker

My sister snapped some gems while she was here — here is us, through her lens. Step into our bunker lair. Where the light filters in soft. And the cracks in the wall… Continue reading

there were never such devoted sisters

Oh I’m such a tease, making you squint through the haze waiting for shapes to form. But if I flick my braid over my shoulder just so and smile my eyes endearingly at… Continue reading

of the truth about loving

Exhibit A, 2009: Two crazy kids, nonchalant and confident that they will rock ‘this marriage thing.’ Exhibit B, 2012: Two shaken-up kids. The nonchalance seared off quick, like a slick of kerosene on… Continue reading

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