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Coconino National Forest


"...being a foreigner ... is a sort of lifelong pregnancy—a perpetual wait, a constant burden, a continuous feeling out of sorts. Like pregnancy, being a foreigner ... is something that elicits the same curiosity from strangers, the same combination of pity and respect." -  Jhumpa Lahiri, The Namesake

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Progress is us

Growing up in a country with no economy, progress meant money. Money to buy salt and flour. Money to buy a second pair of pants. Money to...

When my language dies

When there's no more words from my childhood, I'll leave too. When there's no more sounds from the bison, I'll be silent too. When the...

Why I never dated Eastern European men

I never dated a man from my country or even Eastern Europe. It was intentional - I just never thought I could respect a guy from that...

A little house and big hands

The little wooden house, painted in yellow and blue, is her haven. It is surrounded by birch trees, an apple orchard, plum trees, and...

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