Was it the bomb or the daughter that came first? The vow and a promise to fig trees and ripe lemons, brown pools of sugared dates, my father’s eyes burned with memories of air raids. A ceasefire buried in...
The Grief of Achilles Very few dispute that his mother dipped him in the River Styx to ensure immortality, the spot on his heel she held left vulnerable and soft. Nor do many dispute Achilles as an outstanding...
“Each match holds a different part of your story. Compare aspects like ethnicity, common ancestors, and communities to start assembling your family’s bigger picture.” Overnight in my inbox they arrive stacked...
October 7, 2023 Dear Friend, That moment when you realize how naïve you’ve been, that it won’t make a difference–your political convictions or your desire for co-existence; your weekly (sometimes...
