The raising allegory

All people are the same but some are samer. same, samer, the samest. pale, paler, the palest. white, whiter, the whitest. Black, blacker, the blackest. Steps of racism. A bit racist is the same as a bit pregnant. Literally impossible. Racist, Nazi, Hitler would be […]

Read more

Diaspora Dialogue

Never before I saw someone like him. His distinctive face seemed sculptured, at least as long as he didn’t smile. His smile, that could break the hardest concrete, that broadly and shingly could spread through time and space and bewitch my senses. He lived, worked […]

Read more

Stories

I wish I could say that I like writing with a pen. That on every occasion – in the train or in a café – I open a small and pretty notebook and immortalize poetic thoughts or profound quotes. Instead, I , at most, type […]

Read more

Listen

Listen, you’ve tried by all available means, worked harder each day than anyone else. Since the very beginning you have justified yourself but finally failed in being yourself. Horrifying, if your helplessness is comparable with a pebble stone within a tight jungle of concrete, if […]

Read more

The forest

They stand like warriors. Ready for the battle, against everything that was. Their hands are stiff, joined together. A front, determined, for hours, for ages. And when the storm comes, the tornado or hurricane, you might forget who or what they used to be. Even […]

Read more

Helper Syndrome – Part 2

Actually the laughter of the group lasted a whole two minutes that seemed to me infinitely long and made me infinitely embarrassed. Especially Mohammad the First and Mohammad the Second were rolling on the floor laughing. They didn’t only share the same first name, they […]

Read more

Acting psychosis and love

“We are all actors in life”, my professor said in the first lecture on the topic identity. With these sentences you definitely get the attention of students bored by gray theory. I would have liked to call it “fake news”. Not just that: Suddenly, I […]

Read more

The mistakes of others

“Life is hard“, he said and left me. I don’t think I can judge that. I think that everyone who says something like that, has already won a fight, because this human being was the first sperm at the egg cell. My embryonic self longed […]

Read more

Helper Syndrome – Part 1

Fall 2015: Super proud and excited I went to the guys in front of the building of the German and tutoring meeting point, where I was volunteering as „refugee helper“, which was happening on every Sunday afternoon. I was positive that I would impress everyone […]

Read more

Dying at sea

Apparently you hadn’t been the only one who had thought of this. Now you were here, ready to die, around you hundreds – maybe thousands – , who had come here for the same reason and were now staring at the sea. And then you […]

Read more