Places

Confronting the Violence of Gentrification in Your Hometown

Moving home to Newark has been a surreal experience because I have had to mourn places that once were, but are no longer.

Dec 04, 2018
What Do I Gain From Citizenship—and What Do I Lose?

There are rules to who gets to live the American dream, and who doesn’t.

Nov 27, 2018
Encountering Beauty and the Effects of Climate Change in Acadia National Park

As a child growing up in a landlocked state, I’d imagined the flock of gulls as a cloud of wings, calls sounding like laughter. Now I was struggling to grasp all that we’d lost.

Nov 06, 2018
Finding Something Like Certainty in the Crowds of Kampala

“I console myself regularly with the fact that the problem is not unique to me, that young people everywhere are trying to figure it out.”

Oct 31, 2018
How a Lost Church in Rajasthan Helped Me Find My Way Home

The magic of the Bandikui church is that it stays, rests, and remains, despite the world moving on and away from it.

Oct 24, 2018
When Your Mother Country Becomes a Foreign Land

I grew up in the in-between: white, Hispanic, a pigment of mixtures that blended unevenly.

Oct 10, 2018
How to Stop Saying Sorry When Things Aren’t Your Fault

In Hindi, you don’t say ‘sorry;’ you ask for forgiveness. So, growing up, I made the mistake of apologizing for who I am.

Oct 02, 2018
Carefree White Girls, Careful Brown Girls

“Nobody will stop a young blond girl, that’s the truth,” you said. This was when I grew angry with you, when I wanted to scrap our week-old friendship.

Sep 25, 2018
On the Haunting Beauty of Roadside Crosses in New Mexico

The roadside cross is a jarring balance of the emotional poles, internal and external, surely an action by and for the remaining soul—not the one who has departed.

Sep 11, 2018
Finding Faith Beyond God on the Camino de Santiago

For me, loss of faith was hollowing. Can you believe in miracles without believing in God?

Sep 10, 2018
Why We Cross the Border in El Paso

I felt my mom’s grip tighten around my hand as dozens surged across the Rio Grande, the water waist-high. Adults held children in their arms or carried them in rebozos across their backs. We watched as the Border Patrol agents caught and detained some people while dozens more ran past.

Aug 30, 2018
When Turkish Carpets Were Good Enough for Australia, But the People Who Made Them Were Not

German chemists. They empowered us, they ruined us, they controlled so very much.

Aug 28, 2018
My Father Is More Than a Model Minority

What makes immigrant parents like mine worthy of love, respect, and admiration in our country?

Aug 21, 2018
What I Learned from My Father, the Pink-Collar Worker

As a black man in the field of social work, my dad was, as a white female coworker of his once put it, “like a fly in buttermilk.”

Aug 08, 2018
My Life in Iran Under Sanctions

I’d get up at six a.m. every Saturday, to be at the drugstore by seven. There I could fill my father's chemotherapy prescription.

Jul 31, 2018
Considering My Debt to Istanbul in the Wake of the Elections

“Today’s Turkey is a place where about half of the population is utterly dismayed by the state of affairs, while the other half couldn’t be more thrilled.”

Jul 18, 2018
How Immigrant Sculptors Shaped an Artists’ Hub Called Kumartuli

This “heritage site” has been home to my family since the 1940s.

Jul 12, 2018
To Volcanoes (at Gmail), with Love

What a strange place the internet is, where we can reach a stranger by the slip of a key—or get their mail.

Jul 09, 2018