Family
I must have seen at least one expectant mother by the time I was eight,…
We think of death as merely the opposite of life and in a fundamental and…
The Birthday Present May 8, 1971, was my eighth birthday. Birthdays were never a big…
A friend of mine had me over for dinner. What she shared with me broke…
When they divorce, they bisect me. Weeks with Mom, weekends and certain holidays with Dad.…
The first time I saw Americans, I was fifteen years old in China. My brother…
American-born Iranians from my generation understand a few things as fact: We are expected to…
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…
The COVID-19 Pandemic has been an informing moment in time for me. When life changed…
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…
For as long as I can remember I always wanted to make an impact in…
Don’t be fooled by romantic talk about how COVID-19 spotlights the common plight of humans…how…
Twelve years old, Summer 2004 “Do you ever think about your real parents?” Summer had…