Before I was born the erasure of my origins was imprinted in my genes the…
The glimmer of the setting sun brushes the tips of grassy plains. The scene is…
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My four-year-old daughter, Xun — her name means wind in Chinese — started attending the…
If I said mother will you read this poem I wrote about how much you…
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Twelve years old, Summer 2004 “Do you ever think about your real parents?” Summer had…
I wear two identities. In one, I am an Indian immigrant raising my mixed-race daughter…
As a Korean transracial adoptee, I’ve always known I was adopted. It has been a…
The New York Times (NYT) recently published a piece, “What I Spent to Adopt My…
It happened in the evening. I am left on a sidewalk in Korea Swaddled in…
When I first came into your world I was attached to you I needed you…
for Mary When one of them dies We scour the obituary for any mention Of…
The Kübler-Ross Model, also known as the Five Stages of Grief, has long been used…