Adoptee Voices

Adoption Fables and the Right to Know

New Yorkers, Al and Agnes, had moved to an apartment in Sumter, South Carolina in…

Adoptee Games

Rage and Grief are playing hide and seek. Rage covers its eyes and counts to…

Not to be Mentioned

I must have seen at least one expectant mother by the time I was eight,…

Not Everything is Adoption Sabotage

I read a quote on Instagram this week. It said something like: When people say…

Why Did She Run?

I was fascinated by the way she would take off and run. The wooden screen…

Out of The Blue

What did Virgo’s stars portend? A prophecy of place and time, a raison d’être. On…

lotus flower

while shopping for toys & stuffed horses for our young nieces, we come across a…

Origins

Before I was born the erasure of my origins was imprinted in my genes the…

The Stolen Birth Certificate: A Bastard Moment Memoir

In June 1989 my adoptive mom died about three weeks after suffering a debilitating stroke.…

Stop Using My Identity As A Joke

To the guy who said: “I thought I had found the perfect Asian guy ……

A Mythical Mother

As a Korean transracial adoptee, I’ve always known I was adopted. It has been a…

What it’s like to be Asian…

As an Asian-American who has lived nearly her whole life in America, I never really…

What it Cost to be Adopted

The New York Times (NYT) recently published a piece, “What I Spent to Adopt My…

Gone to U.S.A.

It happened in the evening. I am left on a sidewalk in Korea Swaddled in…

Homeless Soul

When I first came into your world I was attached to you I needed you…