My father’s voice changes when he switches from English to Farsi mid-sentence. Not gradually. It happens at a hinge — a word he cannot find…
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My father’s voice changes when he switches from English to Farsi mid-sentence. Not gradually. It happens at a hinge — a word he cannot find…
Adaptation is learning to carry your own tea glass through a new city without spilling. Assimilation is pretending you never liked tea at all. For…
I was standing in my kitchen in a city where no one calls me by my childhood nickname, trying to tell my partner how my…
Adaptation is the daily, often invisible work of learning to move through a new place without losing your footing. Assimilation is the pressure to forget…
What Arrival Asks of You I landed in Toronto with a jar of berbere in my hand luggage. Not because I thought I wouldn’t find…