You must be alone to hear what it has to tell.
Left Behind
A Yugoslav kid in German elementary school
This essay is part of the series "Being an alien in Germany". You can find the introductory essay as well as other essays concerning the subject here. My mom took me to school on my first school day. We were waiting in front of my classroom. We were very early because my mom didn’t want... Continue Reading →
On being an alien in Germany
There is something that has bothered me lately. Actually, it has always been bothering me, but lately I feel the undeniable need to try to come to terms with it. It is the question what it means to live in Germany as an alien. I think what triggered this chain of thoughts was the article... Continue Reading →
bottomless
My friend Tabea advised me to look up every once in a while. Here's what I found while inspecting what there is above me. And if you would like to check out Tabea's work, visit Tabea's website.
Trashbus 